This is the peak. The goddamn peak.
I’ve been slogging in office since last Saturday, everyday, from morning 8.30am till 11pm.
My job is to crouch over heaps of paper with pencil in hand and my poor ‘MONO’ eraser (which has disintegrated into a sorry piece of grey and powdery matter) by my side, peering at the tiny laptop screen and putting numbers on paper. Ooh~ how satisfying.
The dull throbbing in the head, puffy eyes and stiff shoulders are the fruits of my labour. Plus a generous helping of fatigue, testy bowels and aggravated amnesia to boot.
I have no idea how the sempais could survive coming to work before us and leaving after us. It’s superhuman.
I dread getting promoted.
Miss 1wRong and I decided to make it through till the next year until we get ourselves promoted to the next level then we jump ship.
Before that, we must get out of this alive.
(this too will pass, this too will pass, this too will pass… …)