Lately, I've been taking a journal with me to work so I can vent my frustrations out on paper while I'm on my break. There's not a whole lot I can get written down within the measly fifteen minutes we got for a break, though. And then there are the looks I get from other workers in the breakroom who want to know just what it is I'm writing about, or try to sneak a peek. Curious much, are we? God, if there's one thing I can't stand, it's nosy people. Sometimes all I ask for on my break is to be able to eat my snack and write with no disruptions. I can't even get that at work.
And then there's the occasional co-worker that thinks I'm a weirdo for WRITING on my break. Heaven forbid I do anything else besides eating or texting or getting in a smoke in the smokers' breakroom.
Maybe I need to start bringing my Discman (or finally try to figure out how to use my iPod Shuffle) and use that so people just leave me alone on my break. I don't want to seem like I don't want to associate with my co-workers, but I just want to relax on my break. Is that too much to ask for?
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