Burn, baby, burn

Burn, baby, burn

I had barely gotten into work yesterday when the shitshow began. There was a pile of "to-do" bullshit, an entire shopping basket and two smaller baskets filled with drugs we…

Roof Over Our Heads

I talked with my mother last week. Of course, it started with a text message. Mom: Call me on your lunch! I need to hear your voice Like the dutiful…

Working Hard, Hardly Working

It's Wednesday, which is without a doubt my least favorite day of the work week. This makes a second day this week that I'm working a late shift, since the…