marialeigh knows tomorrow will be better--yes it will--I know it will
Did anybody raise their hand? Is their anybody who is thrilled to go to work tomorrow? I need to talk to that person right away.
Every Sunday it’s the same thing…the dread, the apprehension, the sheer terror. Could I hide in the closet so they can’t make me go? Could I cower under the covers? Could I commit myself so that I don’t have to go anymore and not think about it.
I know, I know in this terrible economy I should just be happy I have a job…any job.
I hate going to job every day where there are over ninety-some people who hate you and don’t want to do what you want them to do.
I’m wondering if anyone out there is a waiter. Do you like your job? After you leave work, does the stress of the day leave? Is your free time, really free-time?

