LIVESTOCK ON THE BEACH?!? NOW THAT'S A PARTY! :)
~*~RANDOM people call and scream at you for things that aren't even your fault to the point where your ears bleed. You're forced to sit in one spot for hours on end with NOTHING to do. Phil Collins is played at least 12 times a day. No, this isn't hell, this is work. We've all been there---well, MOST of us. There are various types of work, but all come to one general consensus: Work Sucks. Whether it be a 9 to 5 job, Retail Hell, or manual labor, we all hate it, and we've all got horror stories about why our jobs make life so miserable. And as much as my new job (and Phil Collins coupled with George Micheal) gets on my nerves, I must say that it is SO nice to be able to sit down in the duration of my work day and NOT hear small children screaming at the top of their lungs. Aah, Retail Hell. I know SEVERAL people who worked/work in retail and would've willingly chopped off one of their arms by 'accidentally' slamming in the cash register in order to go home early on a saturday or just a major shopping day. (True.)
I'VE decided that I'm going to abandon the working world and find my place elsewhere. I'm going to pay off ALL my bills (don't need a warrant out for my arrest, thnk you) pack up my most precious belongings (my bathing suit and favorite jeans, my stereo, and Fifi: a stuffed dog) and just hop on a plane to someplace exotic. Once we get there, the island I'll be staying at will be far too small and undeveloped for an airport of course, so all passengers will have to take a boat out to it. But then, in true Gilligan's Island form, there will be a massive boat wreck and I'll be washed ashore onto an undiscovered island. I'll pull myslef up, get my belongings (which miraculously will have survived the incident) go on a mini exploration around my new found paradise. That's when I'll stumble across this ready-made island mansion made entirely of---oh, i dunno. Let's say...bamboo. But STURDY bamboo! That's when I'd call up anyone I'd ever met (and liked. duh.) on my cell phone (i know that item wasn't specifically listed but, come on! I'm not THAT dumb) and invite them all to one kick-ass kegger. And I'd never have to worry about work ever again. THE END. BUT, since that's not gonna happen anytime soon, I guess I'll continue to work. Unless anyone has a BETTER idea.....
