So I may have made a slight jump to conclusions earlier. Stock Boy is just fine. Called me. Everything ok.
Last night, I went out with the makeup store co-workers to celebrate the last night of my favorite boss. I got there and everyone was wasted. Leslie went with me as my coffee shop representative. She got to meet Stock Boy and didn't really approve.
The story at the makeup store was that no one died and I played hookie. This was caused by the Stock Boy completely forgetting that he was with me when I got the phone call. When someone mentioned that I was out of town for a funeral, the rumor mill started. They all started talking about how I am an actor and there wasn't a death. This made everyone a little bit angry and Stock Boy a little concerned. It took me about two seconds to clear that up. I can't believe that they all would think that I would lie about a thing like that.
Tonight is the exhibition where my photo is being sold. I'm super excited about someone hanging a picture of me above their mantle. Me above a fireplace. Ooooh.