the poets are just kids who didn't make it
Is the fact that I'm happier at work (at Subway) then I am at home or at school telling me something? Maybe I should move out and live in Subway, take courses online and never have to actually look at anyone ever again.
(Don't take too much from this; I'm like a newborn in terms of how long I've worked there.) But it seems that everyone I meet/serve is only passing through. People are only blips on my radar. They don't seem to matter that much. Their lives are summed up in what they order.
Cold Cut Trio, light lettuce, tomatoes, onions, and light mayonaise on wheat. Do you want to make that a meal? No? That'll be five forty six. Thank you, here's your change, have a great day.
After the line is done run to the back and quickly wash a load of dishes because we need more lids, more pans, more bread, more cookies. It seems like every second we're needing something. And yet, I'm still happier there than I am when I get home.
Working is fun and being at home is not. Making sandwiches is satisfying, doing homework is not. Cleaning the lobby is kind of awesome, cleaning up after my roommates is kind of not.
p.s. Fall Out Boy's "From Under the Cork Tree" is my math homework music. :D :D :D
(Don't take too much from this; I'm like a newborn in terms of how long I've worked there.) But it seems that everyone I meet/serve is only passing through. People are only blips on my radar. They don't seem to matter that much. Their lives are summed up in what they order.
Cold Cut Trio, light lettuce, tomatoes, onions, and light mayonaise on wheat. Do you want to make that a meal? No? That'll be five forty six. Thank you, here's your change, have a great day.
After the line is done run to the back and quickly wash a load of dishes because we need more lids, more pans, more bread, more cookies. It seems like every second we're needing something. And yet, I'm still happier there than I am when I get home.
Working is fun and being at home is not. Making sandwiches is satisfying, doing homework is not. Cleaning the lobby is kind of awesome, cleaning up after my roommates is kind of not.
p.s. Fall Out Boy's "From Under the Cork Tree" is my math homework music. :D :D :D