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how does this shit work?

no, don`t tell me
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Tuesday, October 11, 2005

only ONE word to describe shift work as a sales assistant at Zara: BACKBREAKING

i'm here to complain.

_my back is aching
_my legs are breaking (try standing, walking, squatting and running for 10 hrs straight)
_my calf muscles are growing bigger & stronger from all the "leg-exercises" mentioned above (damn un-ladylike & chunky! i wanna keep them slender!)
_my waist is expanding from the irregular/inconsistent meals due to the nature of shift work. (dinner break is just 3-4 hrs away from lunch, which is far too early, and by the time i get hm i'm hungry all over again)
_pimple breakout (that's why i HATE make-up)
_dark circles and eyebags (u get hm at 12am from work, get to slp only at 1 am or later, and then you have to wake up at 6.30am to prepare for work)
_i'm broke (Damn you, Mother!!!)
_my mild eczema is getting worse and it's killing me! (thanks to the dust & chemicals from the clothes which irritate my ultra-sensitive skin- and that's why i HATE make-up)
_time is my enemy

there is nothing for me to be thankful for except the fact that i can go make-up free tmr- it's my 1st off-day from Zara!!! -sleepmunchslack

Shawn's on the phone. laters!


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