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God, I got back home from work yesterday and just had to collapse. My poor back and my feet and for some reason the joints of my legs/hips... it hurt so much... I was standing for longer than usual yesterday, without the lunchtime benefit of a chair with a back, which is what I blame for it, but if this continues I might have to quit. I can't just live with this. I'm already finding that after I get home (around 6:30pm) and have dinner, wash up, do the gpigs, then an hour at least of study, I have no time and I'm tired to ridiculous levels. I love working at WHS, but it's killing me. Give me some till work with chairs, please! My back still gets achy, but my feet survive and my back isn't so bad as yesterday. Why do I have to be smart so they make me do the complicated job? Till work was all I wanted!

Listening to Sidara's mp3 for Sundering Saga, it's a great song. Try downloading it. Anyone else interested, go onto my friends page and look under 'coffee_muse' for the mp3 link.

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Okay, so why am I getting blamed for the mess on top of the filing cabinets? For that matter, why all of a sudden now? ARGH!

A) It was all there before
B) I try and clean up but I don't know where everything goes and when I ask I get brushed off 'cause we're always busy
C) Other people from other departments dump their crap there too!
D) IT'S THE SATURDAY PEOPLE, WE JUST FINISHED THEIR WORK FROM SATURDAY TODAY, THE LAZY ASSHOLES!

I think they're having a go at me to try and intimidate the new girl into keeping it tidy because they know it'll roll right off Richard. He's pretty tough, he's this nice old man who's been there eight years. I just wish I'd got mad enough to burst into tears, that'd show 'em. It'd be really funny, actually.