As many of you know, and even fewer of you care, I work from home. As a nurse. It's a very rare job for a nurse to be able to work from home but I'm one of the few that can do it and I do it well. So working overtime just means that I don't get to walk the 8 feet from one of the 3 spare bedrooms to the living room but I'm not really complaining. I was able to complete some things I had been meaning to do for a while but can't get to during the 8-hour salaried work-day that I typically work.
For those of you that don't know, being salaried means that I don't get paid over-time for working over. It's not even considered working "over" because there are plenty of times when i can leave 'early.' That's what being salaried means. You can leave "early" but you also stay "late." I see it as all coming out in the wash.
I'm explaining this to you all like you're a bunch of lead-chip eating dunderheads because you probably all are. I'm actually amazed that the majority of you can find the time from staring at your smart phones and doing whatever self-entitled millennials do to actually get off of your bums and get jobs, like the rest of us hard-working middle aged folks. See, when I was your age I actually had a job that made me do things with my hands. My actual hands. I not only babysat when I was 8 but even earlier than that I worked on the weekends at over the summers at my mom's job, doing filing and odd jobs. I never sat on my duff and expected the world to hand me anything, not that this generation would understand that.
So now maybe you greedy people can understand why I've been so tired lately. Because I have singularly been propping up this economy, single-handedly, for the past 30-odd years. And not a single thank you.
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