"Sorry about that Flint."
The sleeping assistant replied as he woke from his daze. Flint just smiled
"Still can't get used to mornings it seems." The cashier said yawning
"Try and cut down trees for 8 hours" Flint said jokingly as he picked up his purchases, his job was tiring but he loved it all the same. "Better then working at a gas station", he thought as he left the shop and walked over to his truck, dumping his things on the passenger seat as he drove the short distance to the logging mill. 
Taking out his keys. he entered and clicked a switch, a few raw bulbs hung from the ceiling and flickered to life as Flint walked over to the small room at the back passing the large cutting machine's that where housed within the mill, unlocking this second door and walking inside. He began picking out the tools he would need for the job and soon loaded them into the back of the truck, tying them down with the chords he had back there.