I sold my soul to the company store...

I've been working so much lately, and i'm supposed to be only doing 4 days a week, and i've been doing 6. Now, i wouldn't mind so much if:

#1: our hours weren't so long already, 6 pm everyday (which is long for me)

#2: my boss didn't have me do extra errands after work, which last till about 9-10pm and then i have to come in the next day

#3: when i am at work, i am actually doing work (instead of goofing off while he screams in farsi at his mom), hence the blog post...

#4: i wasn't already mad at him for making me take his mom to their burnt home after a full day work, in my brand new car, and their effing chihuahua with long nails whimpering and scratching my leather seats (don't ask, i'll just scream)

I keep telling myself it's more money, more money, but you know, i hate focusing on money! It makes people to do bad things... And i'm around it all day, money is so important here (yeah, i know, i work at the RITZ-CARLTON) but it makes me want to go home, hide in a carboard box and eat food i got at the 99 cents store.

But seriously though, they have some good things at the 99cent store...