Confession

[getoverittt]

As much as I complain about working overtime and being exhausted when someone gives me hell for not hanging out............ I love my job. LOVE. My assistant manager says I'm not allowed to work more than 43.5 hours a week because head office gives her shit if they have to pay me overtime (starts at 44), so today I worked half an hour for free (don't tell them that, though). Sometimes I honestly don't think there's many places I'd rather be. It sucks sometimes being tired and having to get my ass out of bed, but I know I'd just be sitting at the computer and getting fat if I wasn't working, so I might as well go make some money. If I get to enjoy myself in the process, well, all the more power to me, I guess.
Ps: Totally saw Charles Manson today on the street corner.
Pss: Indulged in a McDonalds coffee today. Best coffee on the market, BY FAR.