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my name is amanda and i am a workaholic.

since ive started working at panera bread, quite a few things have changed.
first, ive eaten sixty million pastries.
second, ive mopped more floors, cleaned more tables and refilled more butter buckets than any given human should in their entire lifetime.
third, ive worked an absurd amount of hours.

example a: in the past five days, ive worked a total of 29.6 hours.
example b: in the next five days, im scheduled for 20 hours.
for you lazy first-grade mathematicians, thats a grand total of 49.6 hours in ten days. after seeing the schedule and living through the shifts, my body has shut down all emotional capabilities but one.
EXHAUSTION.
you might be thinking, "yeah amanda, thats alot of hours, but how hard is slicing bagels and serving coffee?"
and to you i angrily shout, "oohh how wrong and stupid you are." because yes, i do slice bagels and serve coffee. but im also responsible for making all the different drink combinations, filling the coffee urns, cashiering, running the bakery, clearing tables, stocking bagels, stocking pastries, stocking lids, cups, napkins, butter, straws, and everything else under the bread-based sun. and let me tell you, after seven hours running around a cafe/bakery without a sitdown, you'd be softly whimpering too.

but wait a minute..
what's that i see?
could it be a silver lining?
whats that noise i hear?
cha.... ching.....
chaCHIIIIIIIIING

oh that must be the sound of my paycheck direct depositing itself into my bank account.
my paycheck worth 384 dollars and forty cents!!

so after realizing the enormous monetary gain that all this hard work will get me, i guess its all worth it in the end. i know the people on the receiving end of my christmas presents will certainly agree.

its one more lesson for one more course in the school of life.
i just wish a diploma wasnt this hard to get..

--amandamargaret