I would like one of the following tomorrow:
1) Massage
2) Appointment with chiropractor
3) A large needle in my spine so I can’t feel anything below my belly button.
So, Gwen, my boss, asked me to help her clean out our company’s warehouse. The warehouse is approximately a billion feet by a trillion feet and every inch is filled with…crap. Oh, so much crap. Some of it stacked to the ceiling. Box after box after box of cash register tapes, employee files, time cards (some from 1993!) for some of our locations. I filled nearly 3 enormous bags of shredding in about 3 hours we filled our dumpster to the brim. And yet, there are easily another 10 boxes of crap to shred plus who knows how much stuff can just be heaved into the dumpster.
And I suspect it’s the heaving boxes into the dumpster that makes me want a massage, a visit with my chiropractor, or just a needle in my spine. (Preferably one or both of the first two, though).