Breaking down the night shift.
- Duration of the night shift - forever.
- Money earned - close to nothing.
- Nervous breakdowns - one (as per usual).
- Cans of Pepsi emptied - two (two less than usual).
- Amount of times I tried to burp to alleviate my sore throat (it works, try it) - seven.
- Amount of times I received an accusatory glance from a coworker - seven.
- Amount of times I actually burped - none.
- Painkillers I took because the fucking burping wouldn't work - one.
- Amount of times my esteemed coworker tried to convert me to the Islam - one.
Cheers
1 Comments:
I don't think there's enough money in the world for that crap. But cheer up... you could be:
1) Digging graves
2) Mucking out stalls
3) A carnie
4) Need I go on?
Cheers back atcha,
Becky
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