Don't get me wrong, getting away from school for a whole two days is absolutely amazing, but for the past however many Saturdays, I have had to work. While I only work six to eight hour shifts, I either have the morning and early afternoon off, or from four on off. If I have to work on Saturday night, I go out with my friends on Friday... So why does Saturday just suck so much?
Because it's the weekend. It's a Saturday night... Sooner or later I will be fine with this habit of working, but, as of now, it pretty much puts a damper on my weekends. I spend Friday night thinking, "Woo-hoo! I don't have to work 'till tomorrow!" and then I spend all of my Saturday morning and afternoon dreading the fact that I have to go in.
Like now.
My shift starts in thirty-seven minutes, and I am not dressed, I have to drive there, get my stuff ready, drop by the bank and put the money I made last pay period into the bank.
Is a car really worth all of this? I find myself apsolutely dreading it sometimes...it all depends on who I'm working with. I love to work with my manager and this one other girl... Everyone else, though... I don't know. I'm already bad enough as it is around people without having to work and screw up around them in a six hour span. And working with people, my friends, is what I need to become much, much better at, or I'm never going to make it through life.
Excuse my random....selfpity? Nervousness? I don't know what to call it.
Anyway, I am now off to run the cash register for six hours.
Night.
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*hugs*Poor you. Working can be hard, especially when it interrupts the normal state of things. I got lucky enough to get a job that's on Mondays late at night and the occasional Thursday. I miss you, and don't fret about making mistakes around others. I nearly broke a 30 year old telescope, and I doubt you've done anything that bad. Yet. ;)
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