Hmmmm... is for you to say, I have to work 40 hour weeks with delightful little brats that need attending every Saturday, Sunday, and Holiday. If i am lucky I can charm someone enough to get them to a agree to a shift exchange, which means I need to work a 16 hour shift in exchange. Hmmmm... 16 hours with frustrating brats. I Love my job, but sometimes I do dream of therupetic baseball bats.... then I wash tthe dishes the juveniles are suppose to wash not staff and they offer to help... with my stress I threaten them with their lives if they so much as touch my therupetic dishes. I don't know I could like dishes so much... but the evil task comes a person. Of course, getting even with the juveniles always helps too. One day, I realized that the juveniles were terrified of this cute itty bitty mouse. SO at the end of the night I locked them in their room, and the patrol officer tied a hairnet to some dental floss and hide behind a door. Then I called the juveniles out to use the bathroom. Heeeheeeheee.... when they came out the patrol officer pulled the hairnet across the hallway from under a door he was hiding behind. The sreaks and jumps all relieved the tension. Hmm.. hardened criminals who robbed houses, beat up people, and sold drugs scared out of their wits!!!! Even... yes I like getting even. I really do love my job as much as I make it out to be very stressful... though some days it it! Sometimes I also play video games at work. Rush for N64 is the newest... we are suppose to spend time having fun besides just talking about treatment and helping them. It was fun the first day I played the game rush because I beat a kid that plays it a lot, and he exclaimed... "I got beat by a girl!!!" See I was teaching him not to stereotype. I had fun playing the game too.
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Nah, it's not bad to work. I don't mind it. My favorite thing is to just be lazy though. But that rarely happens.
Hmmmm... is for you to say, I have to work 40 hour weeks with delightful little brats that need attending every Saturday, Sunday, and Holiday. If i am lucky I can charm someone enough to get them to a agree to a shift exchange, which means I need to work a 16 hour shift in exchange. Hmmmm... 16 hours with frustrating brats. I Love my job, but sometimes I do dream of therupetic baseball bats.... then I wash tthe dishes the juveniles are suppose to wash not staff and they offer to help... with my stress I threaten them with their lives if they so much as touch my therupetic dishes. I don't know I could like dishes so much... but the evil task comes a person. Of course, getting even with the juveniles always helps too. One day, I realized that the juveniles were terrified of this cute itty bitty mouse. SO at the end of the night I locked them in their room, and the patrol officer tied a hairnet to some dental floss and hide behind a door. Then I called the juveniles out to use the bathroom. Heeeheeeheee.... when they came out the patrol officer pulled the hairnet across the hallway from under a door he was hiding behind. The sreaks and jumps all relieved the tension. Hmm.. hardened criminals who robbed houses, beat up people, and sold drugs scared out of their wits!!!! Even... yes I like getting even. I really do love my job as much as I make it out to be very stressful... though some days it it! Sometimes I also play video games at work. Rush for N64 is the newest... we are suppose to spend time having fun besides just talking about treatment and helping them. It was fun the first day I played the game rush because I beat a kid that plays it a lot, and he exclaimed... "I got beat by a girl!!!" See I was teaching him not to stereotype. I had fun playing the game too.
it depends....8 hours doing what?
Get a job you love to do and you'll never have to work a day in your life.
That is true... find a job you like to do!
I like video games and watching Vikings football . . . anyone hiring?
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