Another day at work. I work about half an hour away in theory, but I have to take the Interstate East, which puts me directly in the path of the blinding sun. Shades and the car's visor really don't help much. The traffic on the interstate slows to about 50...slower on particularly blinding stretches...as a result of the hellish rising sun.
I have to get up at five to shower, blow dry my hair, get dressed, eat breakfast, have a coffee and a smoke, and leave at 7 to get to work at 8.
The pay's solid, though, and I get 40 hours a week and benefits, so I really can't complain too much, I guess.
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