Overwork'd, but...
This pirate is over worked, and under played. She even had 24 hours off this holiday, but had to defend herself against a 14 - hour combined multi job shift. FUN.
The note today said, "Remember the focaccia today."
What fucking foccacia?!
Argh. So I didn't make any. 4-6 hours of time to make, what with the recipe locked in an office to be opened at I don't know what hour? Yeah no.
I love my job, love my job, love my job.
Work will set you free.
The note today said, "Remember the focaccia today."
What fucking foccacia?!
Argh. So I didn't make any. 4-6 hours of time to make, what with the recipe locked in an office to be opened at I don't know what hour? Yeah no.
I love my job, love my job, love my job.
Work will set you free.
posted by Kari Stevenson @ 8:14 AM
3 Comments:
At 11:55 AM,
Scotty Dog said…
Things like that are why I work as little as possible.
At 5:27 PM,
Kari Stevenson said…
I'm increasingly seeing the logic in your position; I'm reaching a point where work is the center of my universe, defining everything.
Specifically, my lack of time/energy after work to to anything for me...
Are you still at the uber-bakery? I ask because I left a pretty sea-foam green hand-thrown coffee mug there...
At 5:35 AM,
Scotty Dog said…
No, I am no longer at that turd of a job (why does spellchecker underline turd?). Ivan is feeling a lot better.
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