Mar 29, 2004 09:51
Work called me in today. I had until Thursday to be lazy, but now I have to go in. I wouldn't mind it so much if I could actually enjoy my job. But retail sucks.
What, to quote what's-his-face in Say Anything: "I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that."
Anyway, I want a job I can at least enjoy. My friend has a job she enjoys most of the time. Why can't I have that?
I mean, I have my whole life to work in a job that I'm unhappy in. But these are my teenage years!
Complain complain complain complain.
Sweetie works hard, but he enjoys what he does.
I'm good at my job. I'm peppy when I need to be and Work treats me fine.
Gurgle gurgle gurgle. I want to take photographs and study the psychology of penguins for a living.