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I just got home from work. TOday at work was insanely busy.. I stole away ten minutes to shove two pieces of lettuce and a carrot stick into my face.. and that was what was lunch on such busy day... However, despite it being busy I realized that I do love to work and I do love my job and I do love my patients... somehow it's fulfilling.. and I dont' know if this i just because I actually like my line of work or if it's because I feel that I'm helping people.. either way I like it.. not sure if I can do it forever.. but I do feel satisfaction because I feel I'm one of the only few 22 year olds that say they like their job and that job also being a career...
yet I do love it when that day is over.. no matter how much you love your job.. I don't you think you ever mind the clock hitting 3:15 or 5 or whatever it is where you work...
yet I do love it when that day is over.. no matter how much you love your job.. I don't you think you ever mind the clock hitting 3:15 or 5 or whatever it is where you work...