Nonexistant Panera

Date: 1/2/2019

I didn't work but I drove around the woodland hills church and shopping center. People were getting paid 8/hr just to sit around at a panera bread that didn't hardly have customers. They all sat at benches. Once I came just to hang out, there were a couple of deliveries. Paul, my old manager at another panera, was sitting with them, drawing or writing music. I couldn't tell. He kept moving away from people like he needed space. I didn't have anyone else to talk to, so I kept moving with him, figuring he didn't mind. I started to sense that he felt crowded, so I scooted off the bench onto the ground casually. I chatted with someone else on my right. Can't remember the rest.