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I do not want to be the backbone of the store anymore.

I am the donkey boy, the work horse, I do all the stuff that others barely do, or sometimes don't. I work the register, the shop floor, the bottom warehouse and the top warehouse. Tomorrow, I am hauling in a delivery. I just want to work in a small outlet store. Do nothing all day, go home, and not think about it. A standard 8-5, Monday to Friday. I am stressing myself to death over a flexible time job that is part time with a blood contract, namely the dreaded “WhatsApp Group Chat” where you are never left in peace, even on your day off, but this part of you feels compelled to respond so you don't miss out. I hate it all. It's so fucking monotonous.


I am the donkey boy, the work horse, I do all the stuff that others barely do, or sometimes don't. I work the register, the shop floor, the bottom warehouse and the top warehouse.

Tomorrow, I am hauling in a delivery.

I just want to work in a small outlet store. Do nothing all day, go home, and not think about it.

A standard 8-5, Monday to Friday.

I am stressing myself to death over a flexible time job that is part time with a blood contract, namely the dreaded “WhatsApp Group Chat” where you are never left in peace, even on your day off, but this part of you feels compelled to respond so you don't miss out.

I hate it all. It's so fucking monotonous.

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