It's just for a summer.

This job.  It's exhausting.

Every time, I come home wanting to do nothing but climb straight into bed.

And every shift I'm plagued with a feeling that I'm never going to be good enough to please my managers.

Especially when all 4 managers like to contradict each other.

But it's a job.

A job that's getting me money I need.

I really liked the manager that was on tonight.

He made sure I clocked out on time, instead of making me stay until the whole restaurant was spotless.

But still.

It's exhausting.

But it's just for the summer.

I can do anything for a summer.

I don't have a choice.  I need this job.

So I will carry on.  For I am nothing if not strong-willed. ;)