You wish you had this job sometimes, then you find out how bad it pays and you change your mind.



I got a package in the mail.

“Niki – Some recent shite for your ears to enjoy.
Thanks!”
-Frank

The goods: New releases from Club 8, Acid House Kings, Palomar, Little Darla Has a Treat For You V.18, and 11 other CDs.

Whoa, lucky me.

But just then, I remember how I don’t enjoy being here at all. How they’re taking away your support staff. How I have to do double work starting next week. How I won’t be getting paid for it. How tired I am. How my allergies have kicked in.

You’d hate it.
Later.