Work

It’s Friday. About 10pm. I’m at work. I’m at work. I’m at work. Today I get to work until 11pm. Great fun. Did the same on Tuesday. It’s a whole different world. No shoes, shirt untucked, music, games, and dumb users calling in - last one hours ago. I’ve got a change of clothes in the car, and then I’m going out. Strange thing is, I can’t say I hate it. It’s something different, something new. Not much actually bothers me - I just like to complain. But you didn’t hear that from me…