The dog, then some stuff about work.

We're looking after my brothers dog again. He'll be here while my brother is in the states working. It's nice to have a dog back. I will be playing with him over many days. I also nearly forgot how big he is.

It's also my day off today, they'd asked me if I wanted to work, making up the day that I had off. I said no.

I also like the way, we don't actually get an official day off. New years day, the bank holiday, was our enforced day off. My usual Wednesday off was now in fact my work day. Although, I was allowed it off, I wasn't going to be paid for it.

How I love businesses.

"If you work for us you will get lots of good and preferential treatment, like a discount at our shops. Good retirement plan, health care. However, you must give up any life you live for the company. Because we really don't care about your life, but provided you work for us and do nothing else, everything will go smoothly. We are your life now."

That's what I feel I get told every day.

I hate work. I really do.

However, I must do it and do it well this year. I cannot afford to lose the job. I need money, I like being home. This is neccesary to make roads to the future.

My toll for the journey somewhere nicer. I hope so.

My life lacks that fun element. It is slowly being taken over by the disease called work. I see the people there and they really do nothing else in their lives. That's it, day in day out. It's mine now as well.

So, my plan of action to improve my lot.

Work where I am for a couple more months. Ask for a transfer to a shop closer to home and hopefully with hours for the morning. Then my evenings will be free.
I can get back into acting and performing once more and give my life a little injection of fun and expansion. Other than the dulldrums of working life.
Also, with more time off in the afternoons I can start buying and aquiring the materials I need to start teaching English. So I can work for myself and hopefully and become self sufficient and not rely on nasty work.
Also, with an early finish, I have more time to do whatever I want to do with the rest of the day. Going out, seeing friends, socialising. Pretty much all of which I cannot do now because I spend ten hours of my day for work. Those 2 extra hours are travelling time.

When all that happens. I'll be much much happier. When it happens.

Till then, I'm their b***h.

~sigh~