As Much As I Can Stand
I am in pain. And by that, I mean OUCH. My feet hate me. My new job entails standing for the entire time I work, which is anywhere from six to nine hours at a time, with a 15-minute break and a 30-minute lunch.
There is also a lot of nothing to do but stand and watch the clock. The military should use this as a new instrument of torture; and if they want to be especially cruel they could throw in the stupid background song for Antonio Banderas' new perfume commercial on a continuous three-minute loop. It is excruciating.
To survive, I have been honing my math skills: $7.75 an hour breaks down to $3.875 every half hour, $1.94 every 15 minutes, or roughly 13 cents a minute. It takes approximately three hours, 12 minutes of continuous standing before my feet start to feel uncomfortable. This discomfort multiplies exponentially in 30-minute increments until full fledged pain erupts at six hours, 42 minutes. It is at this precise point in time when the clock slows to an eighth of its normal speed.
Really.
There is also a lot of nothing to do but stand and watch the clock. The military should use this as a new instrument of torture; and if they want to be especially cruel they could throw in the stupid background song for Antonio Banderas' new perfume commercial on a continuous three-minute loop. It is excruciating.
To survive, I have been honing my math skills: $7.75 an hour breaks down to $3.875 every half hour, $1.94 every 15 minutes, or roughly 13 cents a minute. It takes approximately three hours, 12 minutes of continuous standing before my feet start to feel uncomfortable. This discomfort multiplies exponentially in 30-minute increments until full fledged pain erupts at six hours, 42 minutes. It is at this precise point in time when the clock slows to an eighth of its normal speed.
Really.