To find where we belong

UFFDA today was hella busy at work. We did 14k yesterday and will almost certainly make at least 10k today. That means this weekend we did more business than Maplewood did at their grand opening. That means madness. At least we'll probably double bonus this month, which is always delightful. Can't say no to an extra $100. There was also this chick with an amazing orangy red mohawk, too. It had to be at least a foot and a half tall. Very nice.

And then ten minutes before I left, Londie died.

Londie was the production manager, so I never worked directly for her, but she was pretty friendly all the time, so I liked her well enough. Early this morning her sister called to tell Christina that she'd had a severe asthma attack and was hospitalized in critical condition. This was that the beginning of my shift. Eight hours later, she was dead. She couldn't have been older than 30 and she'd just had a baby a few months ago. Christina was a wreck, because they were pretty good friends. I'm more boggled than anything. It was so out of the blue, so fast.

I mean, when I said goodbye to her on Friday and told her to have a good weekend, dying on Sunday was not on the itinerary.