Warning: Rant!!!

You know, Rockin’ Robin’s post about 99 problems got me thinking about my little bout with the blues. I know the cause – WORK. This job is starting to get to me. If you guys knew half of the shit I put up with on a nightly basis, you’d understand. There’s a key word in that last sentence that adds to the stress – NIGHTLY. Working 3rd isn’t terrible but you do miss out on a lot, like sleep. I don’t have a set sleep schedule, plus I don’t have a set eating schedule. It takes a lot out of you. Dealing with pissed off customers sucks the worst. If I didn’t have to talk to those assbags, then I’d probably be alright (our customer service group goes home at 11pm, then all the calls and left over troubles roll to us). Not having every weekend off sucks too. This shit has been going on 2 and half years. I just need a vacation from this place, more than a week. Alright, I guess I’ve bitched enough for one night. I’m just thankful I have a job that pays me enough to be out on my own and puts food in my belly. It could always be worse.

Well, I do have tonight and tomorrow night off. Gomez and I will enjoy cold beverages at Daytona’s I’m sure.

EDIT!!!!!!!! I just found out this morning that I got a raise b/c I kick so much ass. The job sucks, but I guess that's the price I pay for the money I make. Hmmm, that last sentence sounds like it should be in a song.