And in that sleep of death, what dreams may come...
I'd say I'm alive. And I am, even. Good news, yeah? Yeah.
My craptastic job is exactly that. The only perk is that I'm getting a paycheck and I'm riding a bike for an hour a day, 5 days a week, and am therefore getting a good deal of exercise.
There are numerous downsides, of course. So I won't bore you. Use your imagination if you really want to. ...Actually, you'd probably come up with some entertaining things.... at least, more entertaining than my job.
Anyhow. I really just wanted to mention the fact that: I need another job (fortunately, I have options). I'd suspected this need for a while- especially after having a dream inside the first week about not wanting to iron napkins because it wasn't my shift. And then doing it anyhow because they were all stained and it was bothering me.
This need was then confirmed without a doubt last night, while I was talking to peoples online. See, I was exhausted, and would doze off while waiting for responses. Immediately I was back at work, feverishly sorting and stacking folded sheets in an uphill battle of trying to keep up with the breakneck pace set by the speed-demons feeding wet sheets into the front of the ironer. Still dozing, I'd crack my eyes open a bit, see that I had the response I was waiting for, close my eyes again, and desperately try to catch up enough on the sheets so that I could spare a moment or two to type a reply. >.-.<
I realized this after shaking myself awake going, "...the heck?" and then bashing my head against the ever-handy keyboard.
Mark my words, a new job will be had.
In the meantime, I'll stagger onward, and make ample use of Sensei's "One More" technique.
And y'know what? I've spent the past week trying to think of the phrase, "Illegitimi Non Carborundum". Kinda like it's been stuck in my head or something - Yay for Google and pseudo-Latin! Oh, and pride. Sometimes it's a good thing.
Grr. Arg.
And oh crap, I really should be in bed right now.
My craptastic job is exactly that. The only perk is that I'm getting a paycheck and I'm riding a bike for an hour a day, 5 days a week, and am therefore getting a good deal of exercise.
There are numerous downsides, of course. So I won't bore you. Use your imagination if you really want to. ...Actually, you'd probably come up with some entertaining things.... at least, more entertaining than my job.
Anyhow. I really just wanted to mention the fact that: I need another job (fortunately, I have options). I'd suspected this need for a while- especially after having a dream inside the first week about not wanting to iron napkins because it wasn't my shift. And then doing it anyhow because they were all stained and it was bothering me.
This need was then confirmed without a doubt last night, while I was talking to peoples online. See, I was exhausted, and would doze off while waiting for responses. Immediately I was back at work, feverishly sorting and stacking folded sheets in an uphill battle of trying to keep up with the breakneck pace set by the speed-demons feeding wet sheets into the front of the ironer. Still dozing, I'd crack my eyes open a bit, see that I had the response I was waiting for, close my eyes again, and desperately try to catch up enough on the sheets so that I could spare a moment or two to type a reply. >.-.<
I realized this after shaking myself awake going, "...the heck?" and then bashing my head against the ever-handy keyboard.
Mark my words, a new job will be had.
In the meantime, I'll stagger onward, and make ample use of Sensei's "One More" technique.
And y'know what? I've spent the past week trying to think of the phrase, "Illegitimi Non Carborundum". Kinda like it's been stuck in my head or something - Yay for Google and pseudo-Latin! Oh, and pride. Sometimes it's a good thing.
Grr. Arg.
And oh crap, I really should be in bed right now.