My alarm went off at nine this morning. I had stuff to do and I wanted to be up and doing before being in work for 12. I actually got up at 5 to 11. And it looks like ill be late for work...again.
Why do I do it to myself? The answer is motivation. Where I work is a great place to work, I like my colleagues,the customers are generally Cool and I have lots of time to collect my thoughts. But the problem with part time work is its not my 'real' job, so my dedication and commitment to it is quite small. So I don't actually care if I'm late.
It's not like I ever get to leave at 6 when the shift ends. Timekeeping is the least of my thoughts.
This bus does go a bit of a funny way around from the top of Camden street, past the concert hall and around Stephens Green. I don't think a that it even stops until Dawson street. The beauty of one way streets I suppose.
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