I just worked a 17 hour 45 minute workday. And the worst part is that for a good 8 hours I did nothing except stand around (and that was my job). My feet are killing me, and I can’t seem to make them better. Standing still is so much more excruciating than walking for hours. I get to do it all over again next Saturday.
I’ll know I’ve met the true love of my life when he massages my feet for me all the time.
I’ve been picking up some extra hours lately for work and I was walking behind one of the buildings when I noticed a skinny white trashcan that was making strange noises.
I ignored this and kept walking, but made the mistake of telling one of my coworkers what I had heard. He came back over with me and kicked the trashcan twice. No noises. He looked at me like I was an idiot and then opened the lid…
A squirrel leaped out so fast and ran into the trees, both of us screamed and jumped back. It’s funny now, but you really shouldn’t kick a trashcan that’s making noises. Just saying.
