FQF01
MANAGER NO. 3
DATE: 3-12-2020
FILE REFERENCE: FQF01
TOTAL: $0.99
Goddammit. We have to go through this, what, like 3 times a year? Still?! I am so sick of Mrs. Weekend. Oh, “It’s Friday, it’s Friday we all go out to play.” You know what? She needs to get a life. It’s over. We won. The Temple is gone. What is the point of trying to reserve a table with us now? Every 13th, we have to stop everything we’re doing just to reject her reservation request. Well, great. Awesome. I guess we’re going to be forced to sell our coffee outside for a day. I guess it’ll give us a chance to get some more information on Mrs. Ogeron, at least.
At this point, I’m not even sure what her problem is with us. I mean, yes, we took her eye. So what? She has like 20 eyes. Or, well, 13. WELL, 12. Cuz we stole one. She doesn’t need them all, and… well, at this point, I don’t even know where her plundered eye would be. It wouldn’t be HERE of all places. So why doesn’t she scrounge around the ashes of the old location? It’s probably somewhere in that rubble. It’s one eye. ONE. Mrs. Weekend just needs to get over it.
Sorry… It’s just Mrs. Weekend annoys me to no end. It’s like a bad ex. Ever since the Twice Third Temple fell, it just feels like she’s bored and taking out that boredom on us. That or we struck a special nerve or, should I say eye. It might be worth finding it once we get back to California, although I’m not sure how safe the old location is after the “fire.” Or if it even survived all of… that.