Eat, Sleep, Work

Work rules my schedule. It seems like whenever anyone wants me to go somewhere, it's at a time when I have to work. Yuck. I work on the fourth of July. They made me work on the 4th last year. I think I'm being discriminated against. Or maybe I'm just good at the job so they put me on when they think it's going to be busy. I don't know. Maybe it's because I play nice with the other employees. I'm not sure, but I'm getting kind of sick of it. I need money, true, but I don't need to work five days a week. I don't have that many expenses to pay. I guess when it comes down to the paychecks, it's perfectly fine to work so much. Although I do miss my social life.