2nd day of work, and my last. Spent the night thinking about it. This can't be a long term part time job for me, I can't choose when to work, and the pace is damn fast there. All day long, I have to pretend to do something so my manager wont snipe me. Pretend to take a cloth and wipe the tables and chairs... Take the full jug of water, pour it away, and refill, taking my own sweet time, waiting for the 5 hours to pass.

If you countdown to the time where you can go home, then it means that you dislike that job. Which is quite true.

Life doesn't just suck, it kicks you in the nuts when you're already down.

I'm just not a very optimistic person.