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Work was crap today. Way too busy and way too loud and way to ARGH! Oh, and way to late. I only just got home. Good news is: no work tomorrow. Bad news is: Work on monday, tuesday, wednesday. But after that I’m free for a few weeks.

But I just can’t help but wonder what the point is. I mean, in all of it. We’re working our assess off, trying to get the goods to the stores so that people can buy, buy, buy and buy some more. Then today, at 20:30 I got a call from a driver who was standing in front of a closed shop, because the people working there decided to go home at 20:10. What the… But can I really blame them? I stress out, and I watch people stress out, and I can’t help but wonder why I bother. They’re always talking about having some love for the business, but I really don’t have all that much. For any business. It’s just work. We’re not creating world peace. We’re not finding solutions for the energy problem. We’re just selling stuff.

Anyway, I’m tired and I make no sense.

Also, the Dutch soccer team fails at life. I mean, what the fuck? I quit, you know. All that time I spend watching football, listening to it on the radio and whatnot, trying to catch a good game… And out of 20 games, maybe one or two are actually worth the effort and time spent on it. I’m done. It’s a lost cause.

Also, I fail at life. I totally forgot that my brother is coming over for dinner (and lawn-mowing >:) ) tomorrow, so I bought food for just me. And I don’t live in a place in the world where stores are open on sunday. Fail fail fail.

I blame the stupid shifts though.