TUESDAY---
I work a long ass 10-5 shift at the McDonalds. While there I observe 3 of my co-workers crying. Its mostly either cause of managers constantly nagging them about times, procedures or being down things. My heart goes out to all of them. Its not thier fault. Its really not the managers either. There is such a push from UPPER management at McDonalds corp to do this, do that, fix this, time that, roll out this, procedure this, clean that, but cut labor and not pay the employees properly. I know several of my co-workers are single mothers just struggling to get enough money to pay rent and to stay sane. Again, my heart goes out to them. I like them alot. Makes my whiny attitude I can have at times seem like a minor scrape on the ass bruise of society.
Note: I listened to top pop 40 radio all day at work. I heard that damn Sean Paul song 12 times, and that Shakira song 9 times. I officially want to chop my own head off if I hear them again.
After McD's, I head to my other job and work on a commercial job. I don't get to do much else I am afraid. However I finally dissect my new THE RACONTEURS album, which I love! I highly recommend it!
I head home a couple hours early to find my wife already asleep. God how I miss her. I pass out next to her, another full day lost.
WEDNESDAY----
I get up and head to McD's for a crap 11:30-4 shift. Once again I was on meats, which I don't mind. But I asked to get a drink and for some reason, everyone seemed to be in a bad mood and said we were in "lock down" and I couldn't get one. "Lock Down" apparently happens during lunch and dinner time and everyone cannot leave thier stations. However, everyone usually does. But I could not. From the extreme heat of the grills, my out of shapeness, having to run all over hell to do everything, I almost passed out. I turned white and started shaking. At one point while washing my hands, I drank some water from the faucet. Finally when the clock hand passed the "lock down" time period, I ran to get a huge cup of Orange drink. The sugar finally awakes my system and gives me a killer headache. It was a miserable final 2 hours of my shift. Everyone thinks I was mad or something. Truth is, I have one of those faces that makes me look like I am mad. I have so many active muscles in my face that a slight switch of my eyebrow makes me look like I am royally pissed or very happy. What can I say?
But anyway, I had a decent shift and everyone was just moody I think. I'm counting the days till vacation! Three to go!!!!
I get out at 4pm, and head home. Enough time to relax alone and change clothes. I call the porn shop cause I saw they were hiring. I pitch them my availablity, and its a no. I also call all the video rental places in town and they are all set for people. Guess I'm stuck at McWorld for good!
I pet the cats and head into work. I work my 6pm-4am shift, doing proofs and a commercial job. I did take the time however to write new lyrics to a song on ZOOMAZOAPOZA that I want to resing, and update our website and my blog.
My thoughts are two days in the future, and right now I am on auto pilot. I got two more days of both jobs, and it will be hell to get through them. Time will drag no doubt, and I will be cranky from lack of sleep. But I will get through it. Jersey beckons!!!
T
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