Today was my "Monday" at work. Like anybody elses' Monday at work, it sucked! I am over-worked and under appreciated. It was some consolation to find out at the end of my shift that I am making as much as the manager who has worked there for 3 years. That made me feel some better.
My dog (Tippy) is getting used to me being gone for extended periods of time. She is now greeting me at the door and is genuinely happy to see me come home. Could the fact that I am usually toting a baggie full of Prime Rib trimmings have anything to do with her enthusiasm?
Tomorrow is another long day at The Masthead (in at 12:00 -- out around 11:45) and then Monday is a little 3 hour stint.
Tonight...seeing that I was swamped with work, the manager tried to boost my enthusiasm and also my speed. I told her "Look, I have 2 speeds. If this one is not fast enough for you, you sure aren't going to like the other!" At the end of the night she was doing my sweeping and mopping. They love me down there at The Masthead....but then what's not to love?
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