I work hard. Like, 15 hour shift hard. On minimum wage. And I don't mean just working long. Those shifts are hard too. Slaving over a hot grill. My weeks average 50-60hrs and I take home a miserly £500-600 every 2 weeks.
I live with my family, whom I talk to whenever I get the chance and am alive enough - roughly once a week.
I cook and do one weekly shop each month, washing up, washing clothes, ironing etc. to help out, Dad's paying the bills and putting a roof over my head at least.
My job is new, I was seeking work in my field but without money one cannot pay debts. So now I'm working my heart out to pay them off.
Socially, I came back from South Africa knowing noone except my family. Workmates like me partly because I work so hard and partly because I speak my mind, I just say stuff. So do they. And twice now I have mugged off potential outside work meetings with colleagues, friends perhaps. One girl mentioned she was staying for a milkshake after work. I'm lactose intolerant and don't want to pay for the food - eating it because it's free is bad enough. So, I failed that one. And this one, another girl asked what I was doing on my day off (today). I told her some stuff, thinking she probably didn't really want the gory details etc. Then she came over later and tried again - what else are you doing? Like, hint hint... Invite me out, let's do something... I was so tired and had just worked 8hrs no break, I didn't pick up on it at all :(
Sad times. Now I'm playing catchup and make up for it, when I go in tomorrow. Let's see, the games begin.
Plus I'd quite like to set up a house with a few of them, teach them to live outside of home. They're mostly kids with no hope of leaving home, but if I open that window and start getting things together - it could happen.
Over and out folks, MSc Medical Physics meets fast food restaurant. Entertaining, at least.