He is old. And he lets me know. "I am old" he says.
He doesn't know how long it is going to take to hike and he needs overnight parking. LIke long term parking and he only wants to pay what he paid last year. I can't find that option in my computer. I don't think I can do what he is asking. He has already been in the office once looking for an economical place to stay-he was unsuccesful.
He leaves finally.
I text a manager and let them know of the situation-I am sure he will be back and I was right. He came back. I told him I could give him the deal he had last year.
You would think he might smile at some point or say thank you. This son of a gun is a miserable fuck. And he wants me to solve all of his problems and he has no cell phone, has a hard time hearing, reading and, well following directions.
He drove all the way up from Medford Oregon to Chelan to try to get a ride on the boat, to hike part of the PCT-and discover that there is no bus that can pick him up when he is done-but he left anyway. HE IS GOING TO GO OUT INTO THE WILDERNESS AND HIKE. And he has no ride back from Stevens pass. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
To top it off-
He lost his car key this morning.
Also, he forgot I sold him a one way ticket on the boat and tried to buy another one.
I don't know whether to cry or
