Legs feeling stronger as the days become more hectic at work. (Maybe they even have a little more basketball in them?) They generally call it quits though about a half hour before the end of the shift. The final thirty minutes is usually a real struggle. It's almost like they can tell time.
Difficult to believe that this is my 42nd season in that place. I guess that's rare loyalty no matter how much I complain and moan about the workplace. There was no indication when I started that I'd still be around in 2016, a year that I couldn't even imagine ever seeing back then. Feels like an accomplishment that I failed to get myself terminated at some point along the way. I was teetering on the edge a time or two. If I stick it out for another eight years, I think I'll be deserving of a watch or something.
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