everyday is different.

the person who is one day gonna replace me at work is gonna have to interview for it. she (let's face it - ain't no men into social justice administrative support) is going to ask me to describe a typical day at work. i'll feed her the usual bullshit line: "well, everyday is different..." but really, everyday is the same. it goes a little something like this:

7:00 a.m. - alarm goes off
7:12 a.m. - after hitting the snooze three times, i get up
7:12 - 7:32 a.m. - shower/get dressed
7:32 a.m. - bowl of cereal with soy milk
7:37 a.m. - 7:53 a.m. - brush teeth/make lunch
7:54 a.m. - waiting at the bus stop
7:55 a.m. - 8:27 a.m. - bus ride, #9, my apt. to seattle u.
8:30 a.m. - 9:00 a.m. - bathroom break/check gmail/check other blogs (if monday, read postsecret)/read other news articles/check bank account
9:00 a.m. - 10:00 a.m. - check work email while gchatting
10:00 a.m. - 12:00 p.m. - still gchatting, printing things out for people, playing with excel sheets & word documents, still answering emails
12:00 p.m. - get mail for entire office (favorite part of day - maybe i'll be a mailman for a summer), sort it, place in appropriate boxes
12:10 p.m. - walk to qfc, get groceries, get lunch
12:42 p.m. - eat lunch at desk
12:42 p.m. - 4:33 p.m. - more of the same: gchat, read blogs, print stuff out, play with excel sheets & word documents, respond to emails
4:39 p.m. - catch the #9 home

i'll totally play it up. "it really a great experience," i'll say. "the work is important, and the best part is, you're helping out students." "and what do you find the most rewarding?" she might ask. "well," i''ll say, "i really like getting the mail and putting it in each person's box. i don't know why, but i do. oh, i also like it when pretty girls walk by my desk, and they smell like candy." "and what do you find the most challenging?" "umm, sometimes i hate it when really arrogant guys who feel they're entitled to everything demand things. but really, you won't have to deal with them. that's emily's job." and if i could be honest, who knows. she just might take it.

it's funny though, this thing called work. you lie on your way in, and you lie on your way out.

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