Our branch manager's bus was vandalized during the last 24 hours. Right behind the premises where we work. So he had to come in from out of town and move the bus today to somebody else's commercial yard where it is more secure. I just happen to be there because our secretary wanted to go to West Virginia and I filled in for her. It was pretty quiet. The lady who waters the flowers came by. Mrs. Fritchly's plant is dying and our flower lady was upset because that is "not her job" to water personal plants. If I say something to Mrs. Fritchly she is going to be upset at the flower lady. So I guess the poor plant is going to die one of these days.
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