Because Acceptance is beautiful, and Heaven is overrated. The poetry and musings of Erin Monahan
Sunday, April 13, 2008
I started my new job a couple weeks ago, and one of the other girls sprained her ankle or some such thing, so I've ben pulling my shifts, plus covering hers. I've never worked so much for so little money *rolls eyes* I just finished my second split shift of the weekend. That sounds like it means something, but I've actually worked 5 days (7 shifts) and only have 21 hours. Good grief. There *is* a point to this job, right? I'm beginning to doubt it.