It was the holiday season. I work in a local book store where I am in charge of merchandising and stocking the shelves. The work is easy and the hours are good so it is not a bad place to work, except at Christmas time. The store is in a historical stone building in the heart of the old town district. It has three floors and reading areas on all floors with a large reading room on the third floor with huge floor to ceiling windows.
The store is closed on Mondays and normally no one is there at all. This particular Monday the owners asked that Greta and I come in to set up new displays and promotional items for them to be ready first thing on Tuesday when the store opened. Greta is the store Manager and I do not see that much of her because I work usually at five in the morning and