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it really depends where you work.
when i worked for starbucks, formerly the Seattle Coffee Company, i would hammer the espresso, mixed with challenging others to shots. if they drink as much coffee as you need to be sober, chances are they will spend as long in the toilets as you could want to with 'ristretto arse'.
when i worked at a furniture shop called the pier, sleeping for thirty minute bursts on the papsan chairs(big, comfy-as-a-mothers-love bucket seats) mixed with weird rituals downstairs with candles. i really have no idea what the candles had to do with it, but i always got through the day.
when i worked in an office, i never ever came in pissed. or called in sick. well, except once, but i really was sick.
when i worked for greenpeace, nobody noticed me coming in stoned, drunk or even still flying. one time i even came in tripping from the night before and a brace of LSD, ingested about eight hours previously whilst drinking tequila. i did my job really well that day. its all about relating, i guess.
all my other jons have been so important i was good, or so inconsequential that i cant remember how i coped or whether i needed to. |
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