hyenahell

*post-coffee update.*

i am dreading work tonight. it's gonna suck worse than usual, being up all night after waking up this fucking early.

among my recent series of gradual revelations: considering that every weekend, i have this sick gut feeling that there is no way i'm going to get through three nights in a row of bartending, and am filled with an overwealming sense of dread, disgust, and despair at the mere prospect of this... i believe i am justified in thinking that it might be time for a career change.

not that i'm qualified to do much else.

and not like there's an abundance of non-service industry jobs for which i am qualified or suited in our fair city.

but if i'm this fucking miserable, i think it's worth taking a chance on.

so. there's that. not much to do about it. going to call today to see if i can't get my summer teaching job back this year. i think i might have mentioned this alternative before- it pays less, i work more, and it's only a summer job. also, because the work won't start until june, this means another agonizing two months slinging drinks in the meantime.

but i definitely am looking forward to a) not working 12+ hour night shifts, b) having a set time at which i know i will be leaving work, c) having a real, day-time schedule that allows me to see sunlight, go to the bank, and hang out with my friends on evenings and weekends, and d) have a job in which i utilize specialized skills and knowledge other than getting folks plastered and chasing out crack whores and dealers.

wish me luck. i need this.

much love, all.
-Hyena.