Hump Day

So it's Wednesday (is that right? Neva knew how to spell that day of the week for sure) and the middle of the week and the middle of the day. Pergatory is what it feels like. So I work at a law firm in Morristown, totally miss the law firm that I used to work at in Warren. It's like I made the jump from the country to the big city and it turns out in all actuality, I'm a small town gyrl cause this city life ain't for me. This firm is huge, so many lawyers, so many secretaries, so much support staff and then there's me. My job title is floating secretary... and the job description reads a little somethin' like this "The bitch who will do everything that nobody else wants to do and they been holdin' on to foreva" Yup, that pretty much sums it up. But this job offers you mad days off from the jump and mothafuckas definitely take advantage. That's where I come in. Gotta go to lunch, I'll be back to finish this after the $5 Foot Long.

Okay, back from lunch, actually been back but had to deal with gettin' my damn work back in order. It's always better to just do stuff for yourself instead of entrusting it to others.