I promise I'll be good....
Amazing that I can feel compassion for the insane boss...her tears of frustration and pain and disorientation through the haze of morphine triggered that knee jerk White Knight syndrome in me went into soothing mode to try and calm her down. It hit me when I hung up; I had just agreed...nay VOLUNTEERED to work OPEN to CLOSE on Friday, a 15 hour shift at best, and then open the next day. FUCK. I also had to do the schedule because she's out and what did I do? Scheduled myself for the most hours and not a day off until Wednesday. My next day off is a week from today with my shortest shift being 7 hours....after the horrible 15 hour shift and maybe getting six hours of sleep. See you also have to factor in about an hour and a half of drive time each day. I don't even have much, if any, time to set up an interview with the Office Max people, who've offered me a job. I don't know how much more of this I can take.
I look into the yawning blackness of infinity, see my non-existance, and cry in terror and despair...I see life without purpose and my soul knows no balm......but perhaps I'm just tired.
I look into the yawning blackness of infinity, see my non-existance, and cry in terror and despair...I see life without purpose and my soul knows no balm......but perhaps I'm just tired.