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*dramatic sigh*
Nov. 21st, 2003 09:49 pmOkay, let's all go over the disadvantages of Adam's cushy little desk job for a moment, shall we?
Christmas Eve. And Christmas Day. I'm working. Probably day shifts, both counts. O, frabjous day, calloo fucking callay.
Then again, since I'll be making triple time for a traditionally slow work day, thus taking more home per hour than I did for a 10-hour shift as assistant manager at Harold's Army/Navy, I really shouldn't gripe all that gosh-derned much. Still. Phooey.
Christmas Eve. And Christmas Day. I'm working. Probably day shifts, both counts. O, frabjous day, calloo fucking callay.
Then again, since I'll be making triple time for a traditionally slow work day, thus taking more home per hour than I did for a 10-hour shift as assistant manager at Harold's Army/Navy, I really shouldn't gripe all that gosh-derned much. Still. Phooey.
