Wage slave

This work stuff isn't too bad. I mean I can’t say for definite till I've been at it for, like, thirty years or something, but right now I'm having a wicked time. The others down at Food Etc. are a right laugh, and like loads of people I know come into the shop so it’s dead social, and there's all the past-its-sell-by-date nosh I can eat.

Mind you, it doesn't leave me much time for important things like blogging, or less cool stuff like homework. At least it beats monging out in front of the telly every night. Though it's totally going to mess with my plans for this weekend. I've got to do something about that.