Kharmine:
Thanks; you are sweet! You give me the sniffles*!
I mainly drive a bus because I don't get along well with people. Too grumpy, too defensive. Too protective of my food.
There's a real problem: I DO know how to cook! That has made it worse, if you can believe it. Hm. Sometimes I wonder if I had pets I would be doing better with a lot of this stuff.
I never realized that driving would be as bad on my back as the deli was...mainly because I haven't had the horrible pain I got with the slicer. Can you believe my last day job was taking Japanese students to the beach to teach them to boogieboard? *sigh*...I also worked on a railroad where I did a lot of lifting and running around. I had very little pain then. It's so strange what causes that.
I love to dance...I love it more than anything I've been able to find since giving up fighting. However, it can also bring physical pain. I realize that to perform I have to be slender. I am not. My boyfriend of course says 'you're not even fat, what are you saying?' because he's a good boy that was trained well by somebody along the line...but the point is, I am not thin enough to be a viable performer. I love to teach too but I'd like to be able to share the stage with local dancers.
Oh, and my job doesn't provide any benefits...nor does it ever pay overtime. Meaning, if you work overtime, you get paid the same as you get when you work regular hours. Sometimes I think I am getting a very bum deal.
