I donated 1/4 of my income to Japan, what have you done?!

[Lonestar]

Things are going to sparse for me but nothing like it is for them.

I've being working 12 on 12 off in helping restore Data links between US installations stateside and those in Japan and Korea.

[KrazyHorse]

I've being working 12 on 12 off in helping restore Data links between US installations stateside and those in Japan and Korea.

Is that supposed to be a heavy workload?

[Al B. Sure!]

Is that supposed to be a heavy workload?

You want a cookie for working 20 hour days, baby?

[Wezil]

Personally I think a 12-on 12-off work schedule is just this side of barbaric.

[Al B. Sure!]

Personally I think a 12-on 12-off work schedule is just this side of barbaric.

It's not bad at all. Especially if you're doing a cushy job sitting on your ass all day.

[Wezil]

I'm good with 6-on 18-off. I can do that for a few days before needing a longer break.

[Al B. Sure!]

I'm good with 6-on 18-off. I can do that for a few days before needing a longer break.

One summer, I was working two jobs (food service jobs that required me to be continuously on my feet; short-staffed working assistant manager at one place, working manager at another) continuously. I was averaging about 90 hours a week between the two jobs but I crossed 100 a few times that summer.

I'd work 6pm-6am (actually 5:30am or so, it all depended on how fast closing went) at one job, head over to the other job to start working at 8am-3pm [I'd usually get there early and sleep for about 30 minutes before clocking in]... then sleep an hour before heading back to the first job from 6pm-6am again... That was my routine Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, I was off the 12hour/day job on Thursday and Friday where I just worked the 8-3 job so I got to sleep then... then off that 8-3 job on Saturday but went in to the 12hr job on the busiest night of the week then Sunday repeated my weekly routine.

It was exhausting but definitely doable. It was the only time that I literally fell asleep while walking.

Oh and no breaks at either job.

[Wezil]

Yes I worked long hours when I was younger. I'm older now and have the luxury of being able to choose not to.

[KrazyHorse]

You want a cookie for working 20 hour days, baby?

a) I don't work a 20 hour day. About 12.
b) What's that, you unemployed sack of lazy ****?
c) I can afford my own cookies

[Al B. Sure!]

a) I don't work a 20 hour day. About 12.
b) What's that, you unemployed sack of lazy ****?
c) I can afford my own cookies

Hey dude, I worked two jobs while in college. Lazy I am not.

[KrazyHorse]

Wow, you worked two jobs in college. So ****ing what? It's been 3.5 years. Get off your ass and find a real job.

[Al B. Sure!]

Wow, you worked two jobs in college. So ****ing what? It's been 3.5 years. Get off your ass and find a real job.

I don't quit. I finish what I start. And the fact that this journey has taken so long, that I've been through OCS repeatedly, that I've struggled, sweat, bled, and fought for this, that has only furthered my resolve. I can't describe how choked up I know I will be when I finally put on those dress blues and will be an officer in the United States Marine Corps.

[KrazyHorse]

That's the saddest thing I've ever heard.

[Egbert]

I can't describe how choked up I know I will be when I finally put on those dress blues and will be an officer in the United States Marine Corps.

good luck

[Cort Haus]

Four Yorkshiremen Sketch

Monty Python

Four well-dressed men sitting together at a vacation resort.

Michael Palin: Ahh.. Very passable, this, very passable.

Graham Chapman: Nothing like a good glass of Chateau de Chassilier wine, ay Gessiah?

Terry Gilliam: You're right there Obediah.

Eric Idle: Who'd a thought thirty years ago we'd all be sittin' here drinking Chateau de Chassilier wine?

MP: Aye. In them days, we'd a' been glad to have the price of a cup o' tea.

GC: A cup ' COLD tea.

EI: Without milk or sugar.

TG: OR tea!

MP: In a filthy, cracked cup.

EI: We never used to have a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper.

GC: The best WE could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.

TG: But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.

MP: Aye. BECAUSE we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, "Money doesn't buy you happiness."

EI: 'E was right. I was happier then and I had NOTHIN'. We used to live in this tiiiny old house, with greaaaaat big holes in the roof.

GC: House? You were lucky to have a HOUSE! We used to live in one room, all hundred and twenty-six of us, no furniture. Half the floor was missing; we were all huddled together in one corner for fear of FALLING!

TG: You were lucky to have a ROOM! *We* used to have to live in a corridor!

MP: Ohhhh we used to DREAM of livin' in a corridor! Woulda' been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woken up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House!? Hmph.

EI: Well when I say "house" it was only a hole in the ground covered by a piece of tarpolin, but it was a house to US.

GC: We were evicted from *our* hole in the ground; we had to go and live in a lake!

TG: You were lucky to have a LAKE! There were a hundred and sixty of us living in a small shoebox in the middle of the road.

MP: Cardboard box?

TG: Aye.

MP: You were lucky. We lived for three months in a brown paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six o'clock in the morning, clean the bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down mill for fourteen hours a day week in-week out. When we got home, out Dad would thrash us to sleep with his belt!

GC: Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at three o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of hot gravel, go to work at the mill every day for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would beat us around the head and neck with a broken bottle, if we were LUCKY!

TG: Well we had it tough. We used to have to get up out of the shoebox at twelve o'clock at night, and LICK the road clean with our tongues. We had half a handful of freezing cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at the mill for fourpence every six years, and when we got home, our Dad would slice us in two with a bread knife.

EI: Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, (pause for laughter), eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves singing "Hallelujah."

MP: But you try and tell the young people today that... and they won't believe ya'.