05/07/2010

Day at work (undated)

Anytime to start is too early
Every shift is too log
Maddeningly boring and slow, you feel your mind turning into sludge, the kind of sludge you get when mix burnt material with water; black and bubbly, each bursting bubble is a part of your soul dying.
Surrounded by the dull and insufferable for hours on end, be they customers or staff. Although at least the customers are only there for a few minutes.

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