As I was showering, I thought I heard something in the bathroom fall or break but couldn’t figure out what it was, but I then noticed while brushing my teeth that a small section of the floor between the sink and toilet was significantly flooded. I assumed it was the toilet because it’s often problematic, but figured out a day or two later that it was in fact the sink causing the flooding, including the very brushing of my teeth that led me to notice it.
Salmon and green salads, hot dogs and a rôtisserie chicken from FS/FD, Roosevelt Ave. (21:28). They had none of the three meat items I wanted to buy (Wieners, Bologna and another variety of sausage) that were on sale, so I bought the supermarket brand of Franks (at a small discount) and the chicken. As I was walking out, the apparently older night manager, or at least the one with more gray hair, was having a rather loud conversation in عربية with a cashier that wasn’t mine.