Wednesday, January 26, 2011


Them: "It's January, right?"

Me: "Yep."

Them: "Then why the damn hell am I still working 13 hour days like it's Christmas?"

A telephone conversation between me, and another manager.

Eh. It's the same old story. Working like a botard. 12 hours days, plus a 40 minute commute each way. It's not leaving much time for anything else. I'm writing in what spare time I can grab. Which is small. Especially considering the amount of time I put into my Pro Wrestling Scrapbooks.


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