Everybody Works

This is such a shitty part of town. Far from the shittiest, but fraught with midnight (or 3am, as it were) punks who talk loudly all night either from street level or up on their balconies. I don't find it irritating as much as kind of amusing. There are people up as late as me. We're all on garbagey schedules that wreck up our biological clocks, a-together. Except that many of them probably don't work at all. In which case, their biological clock is their own fault.

I suppose I could start waking up at 7 or 8am like a normal person, but what is the point? To watch The View? All I would do, if I got up earlier, is watch television or maybe finish reading my book a little sooner. And I would certainly nap before my shift began.

[By the way, I work 7 days a week for almost no paycheck. I have joined the masses. Drone City. Population: You and me.]

I'm breaking all the rules. I'm pulling out all the stops. I'm batting down the hatches. I'm crack-crack-crackin' the egg into the bowl. I'm exhausted. Why does my boss think I want to work every day of my life? I am not as in love with retail as she is. I do not come to work with a snotty nose and a falling apart immune system because I adore my job. In fact, the John Tesh radio show advised me the other night to quit my job because I am just "spinning my wheels" if the thought of going to work does not "excite" me. Does work actually excite some people? Is that possible? I mean, people with real jobs, who aren't qualified for great jobs like working at Google, or who are good enough at music to get drunk every night and play music for money. Are there any exciting jobs for average Joes?

I'm an above-average Joe working in a sub-average Joe's job. But my friends, being smart isn't getting you anywhere in this world if you don't want to man an oil rig or wear a headset in a world-class call centre or go through 8 years of post-secondary to eventually decide you don't want to be what you thought you did in the first place. I'm not even sure what I'm saying anymore. It's 3am and I haven't had a day off where I wasn't sick in a long, long time.

And that's the tooth.