This was my first week back as a member of the work force, and to be 100% honest, it stinks. Not the job, but just the fact that I have a job. I guess I've just gotten too soft.
But I am grateful to have the chance to work at all, with so many people unable to find anything that doesn't involve french fries. That's why my Daddy is so awesome. Its a relatively simple job, and he's willing to let me set my schedule. How many people can say that about their bosses?
Things are tight, as usual, but this will help give our family the things we need. So even though it stinks to work, and I would much rather be with Pooka, I'm still glad to have it.
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So what IS your job? I'm hoping that the doctor will give me the OK to go back to work on Wednesday.
Ah, boo! I'm not always a fan of working either -- though when you have two jobs of baby momma and employee, it's tough!
I'm a runner/law clerk/receptionist for my father's law firm. I pretty much just do what needs to be done.
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