I have nothing against working hard; I've done it all my life. However, a lot of work is just unnecessary busywork or not as important as some make it out to be. I work at a place that ships craft supplies to stores; we've been working for about 37 days straight now, 10 hour days and 8 on Sundays, to get the Christmas shit out. CRAFT SUPPLIES, fucking craft supplies, we're busting our asses for, not having any time for our friends and family, no time to do chores, go to the grocery store, and no time to relax and recharge-just work, eat, and sleep. And the sleep is not restorative. Complete