I'm not at work tonight (thankfully... I just about died of exhaustion -- and mild intoxication, but that's another story -- last night), but I had a thought that I just had to share.
I wanted to thank my job for grooming me into a more patient person. And by this I mean patient in several applications:
*Firstly, with people. People there are far too many people that we encounter that are just plain dumb.
*Secondly, with time. Having to maintain business at a desk for nine hour stretches has made sitting through a 2-hour class seem like a cake walk.
*Lastly, with learning. Working 9 hours is heavily peppered with boredom, and I have embraced the habit of filling my downtime with productive acts, namely reading, writing, and general intellectual thought. It is RARE that I watch television programming at work anymore, which is quite a change from when I first started and I relied on it with desperation.
So thank you, job, for helping me be a better student, especially on the days when I have a 7-hour stretch of classes. Because let's be honest, I really fucking needed it.
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