

Jesus, I wish I had a better work life balance. I’m stuck working 60 hours a week supervising a stupid little convenience store, when I’m finally free I barely have the energy to do basic things. I work, I walk my dog, I eat a garbage ready meal, I sleep. And repeat ad nauseam. God, I would love for something interesting to happen. I find myself daydreaming of the store being robbed at gunpoint, and I heroically fight them off. Maybe that’s a little too much excitement though.
Oh my god, I’m so exhausted. I haven’t posted for a while because work has been a nightmare. I’ve come home at like 10pm every day and passed out, then gone back into work for 9am. Walking my dog after dark has been pretty eventful though, there’s definitely some “characters” who also walk their dog at this time. I nearly ended up in an argument with this one guy the other day but thankfully I managed to defuse things, he’s constantly making rude remarks though. Frankly if things had gone south he would have crushed me like a twig. His dog is also something like five times the size of mine too, so I felt all round inadequate, and the put-downs didn’t help.