Eight hour day ahead of me at work today and tomorrow. I don't feel like going. It just feels as if it is not worth it anymore, and it hasn't for the longest time. I mean just 3 days a week I work. Ranging from 13 hours a week to now 22 hours (next week I have more hours...there's a suprise).
I am about ready to fill out an application at the "Ghetto-fabulous" McDonald's not far from my house for a night position. I bet I get paid more there.