So, after three months of no owner, he's back. He's been in California since the end of January.

While he was gone I was in charge. I made the rules; I ran the shop; No one told me what to do.

I liken it to being a kid who's gone away to college, being on her own and not having any parental guidelines to follow. She comes home from school and all of a sudden her parents want to give her curfews and chores and restrictions.

It ain't happenin!

I hope he realizes things aren't going to be the same.

I'm the H.M.F.I.C. now, beotch!! (sorta)