Saturday, December 4, 2010

Work is killing my feet...

Above: Reddish parts are literally numb, might go gangrenous soon.
I would really like to stop blogging about work but I figured out people would be more interested in knowing how people are hurt rather than why they are happy, so here goes. Went to work and was asked to water damn plants, do the boss' paperwork, use a hammer to hammer stuff to the bottom of every chair leg at the place, tighten screws while sitting on the floor under the table and carry 3 beefcakes alone while crossing the traffic-heavy street back and forth for every one. Damn, I thought I was supposed to be a waiter??

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