Thinking latly if my job is really for me , fucking long days , like 15 hour shifts , and where I work now I have to comute really long hours , I just worked thursday - sunday , and only getting 3 hours sleep each night . Come into work , get super stressed out about all the things that need to get done , getting into verbal arguments almost every day because of idiots or fuck ups in work .
Add the pressure from having to do a really good job everyday and not fuck up . Having to do alot more then other places Ive worked befor . Just stressed the fuck out , and wondering if Im gonna get a bleeding ulcer or something soon .
Then I wonder what the fuck am I gonna do if I quit ? and how fucking bored I would be if I did . And when the day is over and Ive dealt with all the fucking bullshit and arguments , tell offs , pressure , and super stressed out bussy day . I reflect and think about how much I love my fucking job