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I worked truck tonight. Merle (the truck driver) was late...the second time in a row. Eh, I know the first time wasn't his fault (some truck or something blew up and he got stuck in the traffic), and I don't think this time was his fault, either. I don't close again until Friday. I have Monday-Thursday off next week...which will make for a sucky paycheck, but, given that the mechanic described my serpentine belt as "cracked through and ready to fly apart on (me)," I'm not all that displeased with having so many days off between now and my next paycheck.