I never know what to do when I am off work. I usually end up going in on one of my days off to do something called "flex" work. Basically, they schedule you for 35 hours or so but they want you to work at least 38. Some people add an hour here and there onto their regular shift. I prefer to do it all at once on one of my days off to prevent boredom and severe alcoholism.
This weekend, though, I had an unusually brutal stretch of days and decided to not do flex today. I wish I had worked. I think I might be one of the 10% of Americans (or whatever) who actually likes his job.
Anyway, this is the place to bitch about work or sing its praises or whatever.
This weekend, though, I had an unusually brutal stretch of days and decided to not do flex today. I wish I had worked. I think I might be one of the 10% of Americans (or whatever) who actually likes his job.
Anyway, this is the place to bitch about work or sing its praises or whatever.