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Just got on to see if the update was done... and boy, howdy! This looks sleek! It doesn't feel like 2010 anymore! Looks fantastic so far!

Not in this world, but that's an interesting note for all sorts of shifter stories I've read.

I love the sus on Tierney!!! Seeing conspiracy theories as the chapters were being written versus having the story already posted is so conflicting to me! But...I'll keep my mouth shut, and I'll let you forge on.

I mean...lockdown means more writing on GA! Also, when COVID first struck and there was the announcements of what businesses were deemed essential, liquor stores were the first ones stated. I love this state with a mountain of passion, but I don't think we have our priorities in order. I jokingly made a lockdown plan in my journal where every family was to be supplied with a Monopoly board, a pack of playing cards, and every neighborhood be outfitted with a tin can-on-a-string telephone system.

Well. Kentucky is almost the opposite of the above described scenario. Oh, bless our Governor. He means well, but he's just acting like a kindergarten teacher with a classroom full of bourbon drinkers. He wags his finger and gives a mandate to restrict business occupancy levels, thinking that's just gonna solve the problem. Almost all business types are open for business. There is a mandatory mask mandate across the entire state, no if's, and's, or but's. But once again, our wonderful state residents show their brilliant intelligence, and assume that because the virus hasn't affected them or the people in their lives, the virus probably doesn't exist. I work for one of the largest grocery chains in America. So I've been working 40+ hour workweeks ever since March. Watching maskless customers come in on a minute-by-minute basis with our management team just not giving a good God-damn about rules, I've lost a lot of hope for humanity. Thankfully, I work overnight shift as a stocker. That means I don't handle a lot of customers, as compared to our dayshift cashiers. It took until now for one of our stock crew members to finally get the virus, which I find impressive since we're practically family. Reading of your lockdown, I would be beyond ecstatic to swap scenarios with ya, @Zombie!

Oh, Vincent's face...yeah it's good.

Glad you are liking the story so far! Can't wait for future comments!

What TV series are y'all currently addicted to? I just blew through eight seasons of Letterkenny, and it's...it's just perfect, let me tell ya that right now. Husband just tackled Designated Survivor, and that looked like a great time!

Howdy. Well, this is my blog. And I don't know how blogs work. I'm Aaron. Overnight grocery stocker. Raised in southern Indiana by fire and brimstone Catholics. Taught by a troop of ninja Boy Scouts. Love carbonara. Not a fan of second-hand embarrassment. Can always go for a beer and a dart. And I was just joshin' ya. I know how blogs work. That's just me sprinkling in my dreams of being a comedian. A lot of people never take me seriously. It has something to do with being a five foot, six inch tall lumberjack with a high-pitched giggle. But that's okay. I know a joke when I see one, even if it's self-deprecating. That's one rule of life that I'll hold dear to my heart: you can't be serious all the time. Live a little, laugh a lot. With my job, I have plenty of time to do some self-reflecting. Working on a singular grocery aisle, opening box and box, stocking jar after jar, it allows several story ideas to cross my mind. I thought of a new prompt, and there's something there. A spectre/ghost has lived his life wandering the planet over the last few decades. He has watched the living enjoy their moments of happiness, and their times of low. From addicts getting their next fix, to little children playing. But he's never been able to truly be a part of either, because he is trying to understand humanity. The story would involve severe reflection upon his new findings and how he could possibly find his place in such an estranged world that he could never physically connect with. I imagine the concept would be fairly dark in theme, but rays of sunshine would be sprinkled along the way. It was from mental wandering during work where my posted work became born. Daydreaming has always been an issue for me in school, but coming into more recent times, creativity has caused my fingers to fly. Typing out Love in the Shadows is my first serious attempt in storytelling, writing, editing, and showcasing of my ability. But it's been a while since I felt ambitious. And that's what GA has done for me. Since I believe in fair business and trades, I figure it's time for me to put more effort in. This is a phenomenal community, with solid leadership and courteous members. Plenty to read, write, post, and reply to. And boy, do I like lots of stuff to do! Well, I think I'll settle on this for a first post. There will probably be more posts like this. As this was the first post, I put my suit and bow-tie on. I usually have more silly and/or dark thoughts that get turned into jokes. If you like to see my true self, head on over to Dear, Grocery Shoppers and see how much of a terrible person I really am! Trust me, it's great! Toodles!

Noah wants me to let you know that he's in the same boat with ya, Buz! But, he has to force himself to be nice, and be (his term, not mine) "politically-hood correct," compared to his desires to tell that lady to "Get out, while you can." Exploding...body wash bottle. I knew there was a reason why I preferred bar soaps. And you need to be careful where and how you use "ma'am." It's commonly accepted here in this area of the USA, and is always accepted if you possess *cough* dat dur aksent, that show yous wus raysed prawper. But it can all go south if some lady takes "ma'am" as a term for older woman, or a "respectable" age.

I agree that we totally don't, but in a town of 50,000 people, dining options are rather limited if you want a bacon cheeseburger at 6am in Kentucky. It's 24/7 diners such as Denny's and Waffle House. And it can become rather monotonous and undesirable. Buz...why do I know you'd be an amazing stocker? I mentioned it in the entry #5, but our stock crew is trained to go fast. Like stock a case every 55 seconds. Vroom vroom!

Noah gives his, "Damn right!" He's right there with ya, Buz!

Ha! We fellow country folk gotta stick together and deal with them field mice! And Patch, you know from LitS, you have the emoji affinity. Use your power!

@Patch1 I had no clue you have/had gone through at that! You're story has given me a new initiative to keep my mask on more often, even when no one is around me. History has always been our teacher, and history needs both a pay raise and more recognition. I only hope that it becomes apparent to more people. Patch...Patch, Patch, Patch. We...love your soapboxes. I was initially trying to put my eyeballs back in their sockets when I saw the size of that comment, but it was worth a read! Let the words fly, bud! And we know we created a monster, but we like it. It gets rid of the field mice. We love ya too, Patch! Noah's working on his newest installment, and Chapter 32 of LitS is being worked on as well! You'll have more to read from us soon, we promise ya that!

Alright. It's here. Buckle up. The big topic you've been itching for. COVID-19. The Coronavirus. The big disease herself. Rona. Also, do you get the title now? Ooooh, ain't she a bitch. She's impacted humanity's way of life in ways we haven't seen in a century. Masks, hand sanitizers, hazmat suits, gloves, and a whole lot of TP. Remember when I said when I was going to make fun of things that may turn some heads. As our favorite animated plumber says, “Let's-a-go!” Thousands of peopl

I've gone by several usernames, but I settled using this one as I could turn it into a proper pen name. Always liked the name Aaron, and have thought about legally changing my name a time or two. My real name is rather biblical and, though I'm very grateful for the name my parents gave me, my name seems a little too...innocent. Combined with my high pitched-masculine voice and 5' 6" height, this Kentucky man named Jacob gets called 'boy' way too often. Edit: the 2292 is my lunch number code I had from Kindergarten all the way up through high school. Why? Why keep this? Because I liked the number.

I needed this in my life! Many of my friends in real life have been reading the story I'm writing, and are already demanding an actual book. Didn't have a clue how to go about publishing, and this is a fantastic start! Thank you so much for this!

52 is totally not old! And Patch, your words are so loved in our home! We thought about doing this journal a few months ago and we're glad we are finding it "fresh and fun as hell!" It's been such a blast! The next entry is done, so I hope your ready for a big topic! Because Aaron is coming in hot and heavy!

As I dive into another story, let me just say I hope you and your loved ones had a wonderful New Years & ended 2020 on a positive note. Because I sure did, and I had a wonderful birthday (thank you for the birthday wishes)! Just because we’re in a new year doesn’t mean I’m going to stop being me, which means I’m gonna have more stories for you. Alright, now that we got all that out of the way, let’s get into what you came here for. Have you seen a customer get so in their feelings about

This is a lot! I'm crackin' up here at work! Council of Vinnies! Abominable Ice Armoured Shadow Jumping Mage Wolf! Dear Gods, @Philippe this is gold! Your insights are always valuable...but remember Cyrus' panda. He just wants to sleep. You and Kap are gonna have to wait on the shock treatments...

Those...are all very interesting questions! And to that, I say... *shrugs* keep reading. We'll find out soon enough! Patch...are you and Cyrus gonna have to fight for Kaplan? I'd be interested to see who'd win between his lightning affinity and your emoji affinity. I really need to do more with Dave! I keep feeling as if I toss him to the side. This will be fixed, pronto! Thank you for the words of encouragement, Patch! Really means a lot, bud. I agree! But when his orderly life is thrown off, it seems Vincent will go to extreme measures to fix it. I loved writing this fight! Mason kinda got his butt kicked, and we got to see some of Cyrus' fighting expertise!

Mason tumbled to the ground and clutched his chest. The pain was intense as blood seeped through his fingers. His mate had attacked him! Before Mason could stand, Vincent tackled him once again. Both hybrids scratched and bit, one more intensely than the other. Need space! At the first opportunity, he kicked Vincent’s midsection. The white wolf flew a few yards and landed hard. Slow, warned Mason’s animal. Preparing for another wild charge, he took preemptive action. Guilt riddled Mas

Love the reference to the 9-5 world, and it made me think of so many more options I could have used in the entry! If you need your car looked at, gotta be during the day! Bank? Day. Doctor? Day. DMV? Day. Court? Day. Job interview? Day. Then you got the concept of drinking alcohol! Oh, boy! Noah gets on to me for coming home at 6:30am and fixing a rum and Coke. Plus, I can wake up at eight in the evening, start drinking, and I won't be judged at all! (Now, that's a sign for a fun night!) Nonsense about soap boxing! It's a ranting journal. We're ranting, and the floor is open! Write an essay in the comments, bud! We want feedback and ideas on topics for retail horse-hockey that happens in the world.

When in the hybrid form, either mind can be in control. Well, as far as Vincent's problem...me thinks next chapter will explain a plenty. But I believe it is safe to say that our hero has no control or say in his hybrid's actions at the moment.

Ooof, he's throwing private education shade, now? Y'all see what I put up with? I'm kidding! He's alright… But as I sit here in this barber shop while Noah gets himself together, I wanted to chat about my overnight life. Everyone in my life finds it...different. Been on the third shift for almost a year now, and my mom still struggles with it for a variety of reasons. The big one that I combat on a regular is the stereotyping. A lot of people see overnight workers as the denizens of the