Stress
When work gets to you, what do you do? I try and leave it be. I know it’s going to be there the next day, and the day after that. Work stays with you when you go home, even when you go out because you know where the money comes from. Well today I start my training for becoming a shift supervisor, and I know that it won’t be stressful, but what comes after will be hell. I just can’t stand that SOME PEOPLE are NOT willing to change with the times. We’ll call her Mona. She makes my life stressful. Sure she’s fun, however, she is a fucking joke. Every day with her is Misery. Like the movie Misery, she makes every day a living hell. And NOW I’m working the night shift. No more seeing her. Everyday will be bliss... or so I’m hoping, hoping so bad.














