senor-chado.livejournal.comGuitar and bento box in hand, Chad came into work a little early, and he had spent a good portion of his time after opening the store getting all the tasks he knew he'd need to do done as quickly as possible and then handwavily making attempts to contact someone about possibly covering for him. It seemed a little impossible at this juncture, though, so, by the time the evening part of his shift rolled arond, he figured he'd just have to throw responsibility to the wind a bit. Not like they were ever that busy, anyway.
When it got to be time that he should be heading over to the bar for the performance, Chad grabbed his guitar and locked up, but not until leaving a sign on the door:
Closed Early Today
for family emergency.
What do you want this crap for, anyway?
Come to Caritas tonight to find the good stuff.
He was really hoping Maureen wouldn't mind. Or, if she did, that she was at least forgiving.
[[ empire's open 'til evening ]]