Reprieve from "professionalism's" clutches

Wednesday night, finally. After a day-long 'fuckin work, it has all come to an end -- temporarily. I go solo on Friday. Fran, my officemate, is going to have a well-deserved vacation in Florida with her beloved family which leaves me alone with Dr. Verga in the workplace on Friday. At first, work seemed tractable enough and surprisingly enjoyable enough for me. Now that hours feel like days and days seem like months, I'm sick of work. I just want to hit the hay and take my respite for all eternity like sleeping beauty. Unfortunately, I can't. Responsibilities are required and money earned. Even if it's UTTERLY against my will, I can't just mope about and lax around! Goddamnit! Mother keeps on making me do all these chores! But hey, it's got to be done. After all, I am the man of the house. I could recall the chores yesterday when I had to mow the lawn and give the shrubs and the pine tree a haircut -- THE PINE TREE!!!! Who in the hell would want to go up a ladder and make a perfect cone out of a tree with its leaves going to his face every time he pulls the trigger of the "tree-grooming-mechanism?" NO FUCKING ONE!!! I was literally in camouflage back then. I could've won the Vietnam War by myself with the 'effing camo I was in... Jesus.

Nonetheless, it was all worth it. At least I got something done. I rewarded myself with a very delectable strawberry cheesecake. I know it's bad. I just had to reward myself!!! ZIP IT!!!

As I had accomplished something yesterday, I also did do today. I worked my ass off for eight hours! I got my wage and scurried on home. It was no easy task, I can tell you that. I had to sit on a chair FOODLESS (except for a couple of apples and tea) and type on the PC, rummage through the files, answer the telephone and open the door in Dr. Verga's office! I swear, I thought I was going to faint. Luckily, I got to take the bus ride from Manhattan to Yonkers safely and slept inside there. I hope I didn't snore!

Well, I'm on duty the WHOLE fuckin' week next week except on the fourth of July and the weekend. Plus, I need to go solo on Friday. Wish me luck, folks.

Pray for me.