So.... My coworkers and carpool have decided that this pay period will be an 80 hour pay period. They've stated that I am not allowed to hit my go home early, and I have to work all my shifts.
I am less than pleased. Well, I know that in 2 weeks when I get the big pay cheque, I won't be so upset, but really. I hate working. I take every excuse I can to leave early.
Then Penny brought up an interesting point. Working 40 hours a week keeps me out of the house for longer, away from my roommates for longer, and will give me more money for my "escape fund". So that was something that peaked my fancy, gives me a new perspective on this whole working lots thing.
Perhaps I should expand on my "escape fund". I hate where I'm living. I've never been so overwhelmed with concern. I'm worried about the rent and bills, of course, I'm worried that I have no food most of the time, but with roommates? I also have to worry about their share of the rent, their share of the bills. THEN we get to me worrying that I'll come home to my pup dead or broken from them beating him, or lost because they didn't care and set him free, or something happening to my ferrets, or my electronics. I've never had a password on my computer before I moved here... Not because I care if they look at my files, I have nothing to hide as far as that goes. No, because I'm worried they will unintentionally(or intentionally) damage it, or break it.
And maybe someone can explain to me how my 4.5mth pup manages to open doors, or even find his way here when we're gone, to piss on the floor. It couldn't be one of their two dogs, oh no, those two beasts are perfectly trained. And it couldn't be one of their friends' dogs, because all of them are obviously perfectly trained as well. No no, even if my dog has had no access to the room, he will have pissed on the floor. I've come home from being out for several hours, and still my dog was the cause of the wet spot on the floor. Yep, that's my dog all right... the wonder dog who can run across town, piss on the floor and get back to me without me noticing.
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