A-job huntin' we go!
Okay, here's the truth for serious, guys. I HATE my job. I hate the people who come in. I hate the stoned/drunk/old guys that hit on me. I hate the cheesy one-liners they give me. I hate the people that complain to me about the slowness of the gas pumps. I hate how I've become scared of working there 3rd shifts. I hate how food is all the time all up in my face (and I have to eat it). I hate how I fucked my wrist up in the cooler from a fucking stack of soda bottles falling on me and no one gives a damn. I hate how I'm just a fucking pack mule. Trained monkey. I hate the low wages and just making ends meet. I hate the new "supervisor." He makes me uncomfortable and demeans/condescends me all 8 hours we work. I hate how much I've come to hate it.
I don't know what I'm looking for exactly. Something that pays decent wages that allows me to work at some sort of desk, I think. I sat down once in a 9 1/2 hour shift Sunday night. Didn't even sit down in the cooler (as I usually do) because the floor was covered in Stewarts soda that I broke the night before (when I fucked my wrist).
I'mma go get some breakfast and sit around a bit to stretch my jean skirt (shut up, guys) out to comfy level 8. Wish me luck.
I don't know what I'm looking for exactly. Something that pays decent wages that allows me to work at some sort of desk, I think. I sat down once in a 9 1/2 hour shift Sunday night. Didn't even sit down in the cooler (as I usually do) because the floor was covered in Stewarts soda that I broke the night before (when I fucked my wrist).
I'mma go get some breakfast and sit around a bit to stretch my jean skirt (shut up, guys) out to comfy level 8. Wish me luck.
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