It's time to find a new job. A nice paying Monday through Friday job. No nights, no weekends, no bullshit. Just clock in, work, clock out, go home. I've outgrown this restaurant shit. I'm tired of working around children, assholes, and pregnant children. Yes, pregnant children. Now that I'm done with school, I don't need a job with a super flexible schedule. One of my reasons for staying was so that I could ask off for shows. But with the mon-fri 9-5, that wouldn't be necessary. Most concerts happen on the weekends anyways. I'll apply at some factories or warehouses. Maybe at the televsion station or newspaper. We'll see.
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