Mayday Mayday!

It's my 28th day at work since Anzac Day, with no day off in between.

I've been programmed to wake up to go to work every morning. Weekends don't exist for me no more.

I'm not complaining though. I love my job. Well, most of the time anyway.

I don't have a problem with the workload or my job per se. It's the people working under me that I have a problem with.

Let's put it this way. People whom I love and care for, are too far away. People who annoys the hell outta me, I have to see everyday.

I need that holiday.