He was disconsolate

Poor Curtis. I told him was going back to work part time to assure the future supply of crunchies and this is the expression I got.

Celina just gave me some stink eye. They don't think our absence has anything to do with the supply of food, that's a well deserved gift from heaven, or something.

He sure had a lot to say when I got home, and made it clear he was getting behind on lap time. I only just now escaped.

First day of work at Keyera, so far so good.

Another Fish Creek view.