You picked a great day to ask me what I would get my clone to do. My schedules have come together making this my only day off in a run of nine days. Although I did get one of those days ‘off’ when I left for work and turned back due to white-outs.
I’ve been driving to and from work in terrible weather and shovelling snow almost every day. Yesterday I was on the 5:00 to 9:00 closing shift in the bakery. I slept in the afternoon before work because I didn’t think I could do it. I had to shovel snow in the morning and cried at the thought of driving to work again. Tiny icicles formed from my tears.
I did it. It was record cold last night so there weren’t many customers in the store. I finished cleaning and ‘closing’ at 8:30, asked if I could punch out and they let me.
Today I have to clear the snow off my satellite dish because there’s been no reception since the night before last. Yesterday I was too tired to care. I use a chimney sweeping brush, which I can make very long and flexible with extensions, to reach up to the roof and knock off the excess snow. (I missed the 40 year reunion of SNL last night; very disappointed.)
Where were we? oh, yeah….. the clone. That would be so awesome to send her to work. She’d go to work with a big smile on her face; sharp, perky and ready to serve.
I’d be OK with clearing the satellite dish and bringing in wood; it makes me feel tough and resilient. I like working: I just don’t like having a job. “It takes up your whole day!”
We would share cooking but I hope she doesn’t eat. or talk. hmm…. I do talk to myself a lot….. She would have an ON-OFF button.
OK, she could do the satellite dish and bring in wood this one time….. right now, please.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Clone Wars.”