I sat at my desk staring at the screen, waiting patiently for the numbers located in the bottom right hand corner to change. To my amazement, it seems that every 60 seconds I was rewarded by the increase of one digit on the clock. The challenge was, it slowly went from 8:00 a.m. to 8:05 a.m. while my eyes were stuck on it. My shift had just begun. How in the world could the beginning of my day be so painfully torturous? The only thing worse than punching in was hearing the blaring alarm clock at the very beginning of the day to start it.
Am I the Only One Who Hates My Job?
For a while, I thought it was just me. I thought I was the only one who went through the day in a zombie like state with only the occasional cup of coffee to give me the temporary feeling of being alive. I thought I was the only one on twitter updating the world about which buttons I was currently pushing on my keyboard. I thought I was the only one who updated my Facebook status during the day talking about how much I would like to be off work.
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