big party last night...getting hotboxed and having your friends confess their feelings to me (about me) is awesome
So today at work, I had a seven hour shift. Our breaks are every two hours for fifteen minutes. Due to one of my bosses making a long list of maintenance-y things for me to do, my first break was delayed by two hours, which meant four hours of meaningless, questionably one person jobs. I suppose it worked out in the end though; an hour and a half later I had my second fifteen, and then a half hour later I got a five.
[Edited by yosup, 5/28/2011 1:47:56 PM]
When I worked at the Post Office, I worked between eight and ten hours without lunch or breaks, but that's because I signed a no-lunch slip every day (to get off a half hour early) and took my breaks at the end of the day before I left (hung out in the break room and ate lunch for half an hour on the clock).
Where do you work? I got 11 hours yesterday with only a 9 minute food break.
Lets play the one-up game.
So, after the breakup, I've started to go on a spiral downwards into depression due to that along with the addition of a few other things. I wanted to feel better so I started drinking extremely heavily, I drank three days in a row, blacked out two of the days, then took a two day gap and went on to go for five days, blacking out almost all days. Doing a lot of reading I think I've developed pancreatitis, it's quite painful, but it sounds like it can often go away on its own. This strangely makes me feel better, the hope that there's a chance I'll be okay. Worst part is that my parents are away and I don't have enough money to go to a doctor.
JUST THOUGHT Y'ALL SHOULD KNOW.
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