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Grueling Thursdays.
Apr. 15th, 2004 06:21 pmI'm so tired of crap jobs. I'm so tired of fanciful beautiful 20-something-year-olds sitting outside of pubs, non-chalantly, with their expensive beers and their fags, gently unwinding after their "hard day".
Hard is to work as an Admin Temp. Hard is to have people in suits look through you as they enter the kitchen to make their nasty instant coffee. Hard is the pitance accumulated for this work. Hard is living in England. Hard is how I am on myself, sometimes.
For now, just hungry and ready for home. I rented a "disposable" movie from the library - Underworld. Something cheesy to get the night going.
Maybe I should buy some booze too. And popcorn.
Thank you for reading the story and your comments. I really enjoy writing for you and I'll try to do it more often.
Have a good evening, all of you.
Hard is to work as an Admin Temp. Hard is to have people in suits look through you as they enter the kitchen to make their nasty instant coffee. Hard is the pitance accumulated for this work. Hard is living in England. Hard is how I am on myself, sometimes.
For now, just hungry and ready for home. I rented a "disposable" movie from the library - Underworld. Something cheesy to get the night going.
Maybe I should buy some booze too. And popcorn.
Thank you for reading the story and your comments. I really enjoy writing for you and I'll try to do it more often.
Have a good evening, all of you.
