Sometimes
I wish that all the people that I work with just understood that it’s Saturday… I want to leave. I don’t make nearly as much as they do, and yet, I am stuck here until they all decide that it’s time to go have a life. I have stuff that I want to do today! Like sleep, and barbecue with my inlaws, and go see The Clash of the Titans, and eat. Sadly, I can’t do any of those things here. Freak. It’s a little disheartening when someone comes up and asks me how late I work. Sigh. “I am here until you guys are done.” I wanted to say “Two.” And I’d be gone by now. But for some reason these people don’t work during the week, and then they have to cram it all into Friday and Saturday. It’s not awesome. And guys are such complainers! That’s all I have to say.
