Friday, January 18th

I worked tonight (that's always entertaining- not.)
It's not that I dislike my job, not in the slightest, it's just that I always told myself that I would never work in the food industry for multiple reasons, the first and foremost of these reasons being that I don't get along with people very well. Rather, let me rephrase that. I don't have a very high opinion of most people, and this leads me to be a little judgmental at times. People are super rude sometimes and I've always been real big on equality and fairness in life and for the life of me can't understand why people think they can get away with being rude to people in the food business. I want to be like: Sir, I am making your food, I'd change that tone if I were you.
The second reason is that I knew if I worked at a restaurant, that I would lose my taste for their food, and its true. I eat Subway almost every single day and it just doesn't resonate with me as well as it used to. You know, before I started working there. Now every sub I eat is just 'bleh' because I am so used to eating them all of the bloody time for dinner.
The third reason is rather minor but it's a reason nonetheless: I don't like smelling like food. Plain and simple.
I guess it seems like I'm complaining, but on the whole I really am not. I like my job. I like my coworkers, and most of the work is easy. I like earning money and stuff, it's just that sometimes I get frustrated, and when I get frustrated I tend to want to vent.