J is for Job Pt IV

[the_siobhan]

Because my work has been running training classes for everybody in my department on some of the new technology they're buying, I've had to come in early for the last two weeks. Plus nobody did a sodding thing while I was down with pork flu so I've been busting my ass on overtime to try and get caught up. Plus a six-day week last week. And now my cow-orker just annoounced today that he's planning on taking Monday off, so I'll have to start at 7 again on that day. I managed not to strangle him to death with his own shoelaces. But only just.

The English language does not have words for how much I hate the early morning shift. I feel like somebody threw sand in my eyes. And then ran me over with a tractor. And rubbed salt all over what was left. And then put it in a burlap bag and left it hanging in the sun for a couple of days. And then cats peed on it.

Fuck it. It's Friday. I am having a couple of beers tonight. And then I am turning my phone off when I go to bed. I don't care what blows up, falls down or sinks into the swamp, tomorrow I am sleeping the hell in.