And I liked it.

Jul 2nd, 2008 5:06:34 am - Subscribe

Work went well.

I met these kids in a band yesterday and they gave me their cd. Apparently they open at warped tour.

They trashed the hell out of their room but I kept the boxers I found in the ice bucket.

They were hot. I didn't get any.

Today this old chick was bitching about how she wishes she had a job with a set time to leave everyday. Who has that kind of job? She asked if I liked having a job where you never know what time you get off. I had no idea what to tell her so I said I've had worse jobs than this.

I didn't feel like comparing battle scars with someone who has worked in housekeeping for 40+ years.

Every job has its tradeoffs. Housekeeping requires draining, mindless, physical labor. It's better than dealing with bitchy customers. It's exhausting, it's not degrading. Perspiring pays the bills. They pay me just enough to do this.

If I could get $50 an hour to make out with people and eat gummy snacks, that would be more up my alley, however; this service is not in demand at this point in history.

Must stay in school. Must maintain options.

The only thing about work that gets to me is when I'm assigned the same floor three to four days in a row and I get to a room and think: Room 241, today the furniture is rearranged, yesterday there was blood all over the toilet, a few weeks ago, there were onion rings in the sheets.

I clean the damn room and make it look like all the others but before I shut the door I wonder what in the hell it's going to look like tomorrow. The toilet overflowing because some ass couldn't fight the dire urge to flush a towel?

This is the only part that gets to me, aside from the constant complaining and gossiping among my coworkers.

I haven't earned complaining rights just yet.

Gossip scares me.

This job must not be right for me.

We were shooting off fireworks in the back yard and we all started singing God Bless America very poorly. Megan went inside. She gets embarassed too easily.

I can't wait to go to Wilson tomorrow.

Life is great without facebook.

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