Late again

Was meant to be in work at seven o'clock this morning, must have slept through my alarm as I was up and about at 8:30. Oops. My boss called me a dumb shit but laughed in the same sentance. I like him all the more for it. I felt so bad, though got over it when I was making up the time later on in the day - time drags when noone else is around to work with. Start later; end later. Bookshops are a collective effort, like a family.