Melted

The days are getting warmer. It's 80 degrees when I drive to work at 3am.
I like it. I've always liked the heat. The less clothes the better, I say. I know there are naysayers out there, but that's what an opinion is for. I'm giving mine. I'm a giver.
Tomorrow I will be getting up at 2:30am and going to work at job#1 until 12:30. From there I will go to job#2 until 4:30. Lastly I will go to job#3 (to which I do not get paid for) until 8:30. This is my first day working all three jobs at the same time.
Apparently scheduling is based on a first come first choose basis since we are a co-op gallery. And lemme tell ya....old people are viscous cut throat bitches who don't give a fuck if you have 6 jobs! These people stay up until midnight when the scheduling goes up just so they can choose the best shifts on Sunday and such. Killers, I'm telling ya.
But what the hell. They earned it. I hope to be as vivacious when I am that age.

Getting grief from those you love about the choices you make.... sucks.

I think my soul feels itchy. Or maybe it's just hungry.


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