Journal
Reading a receipt pile without drowning in it
People sometimes arrive at Pekini Avenue with a supermarket bag of till tape, proud of the volume. Volume is not a date range. I need to know which days are in the bag, which hours the till was actually open, and whether a missing Tuesday is a closed shop or a lost roll.
For a visit pattern review I ask for two ordinary weeks, not New Year, not a festival, not the week the street was dug up. If those weeks do not exist on paper, say so. We can watch instead.
When the records are already in a table — hour, total, maybe a category — the work is shorter and the 650 GEL starting figure is honest. When every line is a photograph of a curled strip, we quote time to type. We still will not log into your till.
A useful extra, if you have it: a one-line diary (“Wednesday: rain, funeral next door, closed 14:00–15:30”). That sentence saves us from calling a thin hour a mystery.
Send a sample page when you write. One ugly page tells me more than a promise that “everything is in Excel.”