I had awkward moment when I walked into a shop for the third day in a row and the same clerk was there.

After struggling to get my rent and bills paid on a minimum wage job that had me working 7 days a week gives me no idea what to do with myself on my days off. It was worse, I guess you could say, with this three day weekend brought on by MLK day. I find myself on a pattern of visiting the same shops. Sometimes I buy something, sometimes I don’t. If I encounter the same shop clerk it becomes kind of awkward. I think that they think I am up to no good for one reason or another. Or, having someone there who doesn’t buy anything is just annoying to them. I try to make it better but make it worse by asking banal or redundant questions. 

I wish I had more money. Then I could go somewhere. 

But I hate to travel unless I am with someone. A catch 22 situation. I hope March gets here soon. I want to go to that horror convention.