May 17, 2013
I do have a job you know
For some reason Math does not grasp the concept that I have a job now. She knows what days I work. She knows what hours I work. And yet, she is always asking me to do this and do that with her as if I can just shout out "okay" and get up from my desk and go with her. I understand that we used to do that all the time working at Panera. You want to go to the beach? Sure, let me cover my shift or call out.
That doesn't work in the real word. So she makes all these plans without me.
scullerymaid at 12:52 p.m.