TODAY!
TODAY I worked for 12 hours straight! It started out as a shortie lil' shift, and then it turned into a longie big one. Update: I am back working at the aforementioned shitty job, but with a highly improved situation. I am now on call all of the time, which means when I feel like working I say yes, and when I don't feel like working I say no. I'm not on the schedule, I don't have to deal with certain staff because I'm so sporadically there. Also, I get to start working at a different house. So today I was at said different house, which only has one client. Here is a joke he told me today: "If you're driving down the road in a lead canoe and one of your lugnuts comes lose on the front right tire, how many pancakes does it take to cover the roof of a doghouse?" The answer: "None, because shit doesn't float on toilet paper." And there you have my Friday night, and also the best joke ever.