25 December 2012
So I have been working my new job for seven weeks now, and if I am honest it's so reparative, easy to do that it's started to become a chore.
I do like working there because of how busy it gets, but I think the main reason I do not like being there, is because I miss my little boys.
I've worked on my birthday, my colleagues all said the same thing "..I would have had my birthday off.." I would have had too, if my birthday was ever special.
I did book Christmas Eve off, but got talked into covering some one.
Then we started our new opening times, so we didn't close on drive through until 2am and we finish and get out at 3am.
I did five closes in a row, each ending in the am of the morning, at one point I honestly did not know what day it was.
Now it's Christmas Day and after last nights shift, I am so shattered.
Shattered • Opuss № I