Bitching About Work

Argh. This fucking sucks. Working so many hours a week is taking its toll on me. I never have any time to do the shit I want to do. I went to sleep around 3 last night, then woke up at 10 am today and then I do like i do almost every day and take a bunch of small naps until I'm finally up and ready to go. The tiredness is hard to resist. But between work and the necessary sleep, I have no time.

I have to leave for work early today because my girlfriend's car ran out of gas just as she was getting to work. Her car gets like 14 miles to the gallon, so gas doesn't get her very far.

I'm eating these cherry strudel shits. They're fucking gross. Well, I was eating them. I'm not eating them anymore. Because they taste like ass. What a horrible day today is shaping up to be. I'm going to leave in an hour for work, still wanting to be home doing stuff that actually makes me happy. Then I'm going to get to work, and sit there and do nothing for 30 minutes until it actually starts getting busy. And then I won't be able to sit down again until 9 pm, because of the Friday night business. Then I'm going to have to drive 25 minutes home, feet hurting, tired.

Then I'll sit right back down in this chair. I'll be too tired to think about how badly I want to do shit I enjoy, so I'll lay down in hopes of seeking the ever so precious after work relaxation. Then I'll fall asleep, and this will all happen again. Wake up, want time, sleep, sleep, want time, get pissed, want more time, goto work, have a shitty day, come home, and do it all over again. At least I have a day off on sunday.

All of this for a fucking petty $6.15 an hour. That fucking sucks. I think I need a new career choice. hopefully I'll be able to tough it out until the new minimum wage kicks in.