I’ve been at my current job for almost a year and a half now. This is my first retail job (having worked reception previously) and my second Christmas in retail. 737 more words
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Montana is cold. No, wait. “Cold” isn’t severe enough a description for what this is.
It’s more like… If you’ve ever worked in a kitchen and gone inside the walk-in freezer and weren’t able to find what you were looking for right away so you had to stay in there for a couple minutes rummaging through assorted containers until your fingertips start going numb and everything inside your head is starting to freeze… it’s like that. 134 more words
So, you want to write?
What’s stopping you? The dirty dishes, the laundry, the papers you need to grade, the rooms that need to be picked up, the people you’ve to get along with or work with, the children you need to wake up and off to school with a good lunch and change of clothes, the spouse you’ve got to make feel valued, the backlog of books that wink in your direction, then whistle and look away when you turn to gaze back at them, the dust balls reproducing quietly in corners when your back is turned, the instruments you used to play, but you cannot, because you’ve got work to do, anyway, the dog or cat that clamors for your attention, that cup of cappuccino that you’ve got to have at 5:00 p.m. 87 more words