I always wake up with the best intentions for making my work day better than previously.
It all sadly falls apart the moment I crawl out from under the duvet. From that point on it careens downhill at an ever increasing velocity until it crashes to rock bottom with a massive thump.
Somehow it always stays in that state until I get home again and finally, I start thinking 'at least I'm home'.
Seriously thought about it. No diploma and been here 10 plus years. Maxed out pay rate and 3 week paid vacation a year. Will be 4 in another year and a half.
And then, you wake up in a home, and drive a car, and eat food and play in a world that was created by that job. Yup..... it's only Wed folks.... two more days till freedom!
Thank God for employment!
Seriously thought about it. No diploma and been here 10 plus years. Maxed out pay rate and 3 week paid vacation a year. Will be 4 in another year and a half.
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