Its Saturday morning
The sun is shining
I'm rostered off.
And its off to Retail Hell in Upper Hutt.
With children.
How do I feel about this?
Imaging lying in a soft grassy field. The sun is shining, the gentle breeze is warm.
You look up at the sky, watching fluffy wisps of cloud float by. All that you can hear is the sound of birdsong and the occasional bee flying by. You are in that peaceful state between waking and sleep.
Then some prick parks a tractor on your chest.
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