I was reading the dirty girls social club on my way to work this morning and the book excited my dull morning and I wanted to share my excitement through this here electronic note pad...or as we all call this a blog. I am quite sleepy and not really ready to carry out my 9 hours here at work…but a girl must do what she has to do. Responsibility calls your name and you must obey…it’s like you are cursed if you don’t listen to the little voice in your head. It calmly tells you, “another day another pay, get ready…make sure you put some blush on…you know how pale your face is.” Then your mind starts commanding you, “Hurry, you are running late…enough with the wasting time on what shoes match your outfit.” Then you are pretty much in the hook line and sinker and you follow her, it, that motherf***er (you can call your little voice whatever you’d like) your whole day – listening and obeying. “Now you know, you can’t have donuts for breakfast, just get a coffee and move on.” I secretly wanna silence it, throwing my double edge sword in it’s mouth, but I know I will have no such luck. So I succumb to my doom and destiny and get on with it. Now I get in and I realize I forgot to put a little bit of sugar in my coffee…and then I think…it’s ok…my slimfast “shake” is sweet enough…wrong. When you compare sweet slimfast’s sweetness to a coffee without sugar…the differences in taste leave your taste buds with an unsatisfied feeling of “ick”. I just know there is no way around it…so I give in. I may have the courage tomorrow to say – NO MORE…but for now…I have a case of what is called modern day 9-5 syndrome. Although the hours may vary…the sickness still has the same definition… “work your ass off for an umpteen amount of hours—get underpaid and get on your merry way.” THE AGONLY OF IT ALL!