I work 5 days a week, 10 hours a day. And most days I usually stay a little later than I should just to make sure everything's in order for the next day. So on average my hours a week add up to about 60. It's killing me..and what really sucks is that with my job is one of those "take it or leave it" cases. So you either take the 10 hr shift and become a zombie slave and stand on your feet until they bleed while you stock 50lb bags of dog food and 80lb bags of cat litter and trying to juggle whiny customers who keep asking for a discount on dusty old collars that have been hanging on the rack for 12 years WHICH have already been discounted by 99.99999% and the ones who try and return a 2 X more than half eaten bag of dog food AND ON TOP OF THAT, DRAGGING AROUND MY OWN 3000 TON SHACKLES THAT HAVE "THE PET MARKET" ENGRAVED ALL OVER THEM or be a bum in the streets and let my 2 furry babies starve :)
IDK WHICH WOULD BE WORSE!
Today was rough. Thank you Father Time for speeding up this week so that it's already almost friday. 45 mins left to be exact and then I'm off for an SAT/tat touch-up/apartment hunting/IKEA swedish meatball filled weekend :D These are my 2 furry babies:
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