"Black Friday" or this year, Blah Friday. I was up at 3 and out the door at 3:30. There wasn't much traffic and the drop-offs went OK. There was a zombie just chilling on one of the benches in front of the post office but it seemed too lethargic to get up and mess with my bike and trailer or anything. As I was leaving it looked at me and gave it a look back that hopefully showed that it's only social convention and my not having a machete at the time that I'd just as soon lop its head off, and it went back to its 1000-yard zombie stare down the parking lot.
I did the FedEx drop offs and checked out the veggie possibilities behind H Mart. There was a worker there, in an H Mart vest, apparently just getting off work and he'd nicked a large bag of mushrooms. There were green pineapples and some kind of melons, but nothing I wanted.
On the way back, there was a zombie pushing a shopping cart so I was thankful for the light traffic so I could veer around it. It shouted at me incoherently, something about an egg ranch or a chicken ranch.
I was back in here, safe and secure, at 5.
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