Thursday, May 25, 2017
Well, work was quite the affair. We worked for almost nine hours. When I say I want a 9-5 job, I don't mean 9pm-5am...or 6am. I would've gone straight to bed when I got home except that in the last half hour of my shift, several thick metal fixture bars cascaded down from a shelf above me and hit me in the head. I'm okay, but I sure have a bruise or two. It was very startling. So I iced my head for a bit - and for the last bit of work, since obviously my manager wasn't going to leave me without some first aid assistance - and then I was able to sleep. What a night! What a day!