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If you know me, one of the things you know is that I am a workaholic. I don't really know why, it just does something for me, y'know? I love to work. Love love love it. On my days off, I either sneakily go to work and work on the DL, or else see if I can work an extra somewhere else.

Anyway, I've been doing a lot of that, and turns out it's not so good for your health. I kept getting sick, which happens anyway, but it turned into recurring bronchitises and then recurring cystitises (v. annoying) and recurring fainting spells and ended up with me in the hospital on a drip in the middle of the night, frantically calling work to tell them that I'd be back the second I was unplugged. Except I didn't get unplugged for five more hours and couldn't go back and spent the next few days fuming about it.

So. I made a decision and called my boss the next day and said that I might be getting sick because of working too many nights. He was very nice about it and made me an appointment to go and see the work doctor.

(Oh, and I called my boyfriend for advice. You know, my boyfriend. He was just like me in that he was a workaholic night person for years and years, but in September he gave it all up to start a new daytime career as a transporter [I don't know either] and is apparently now happy. Here was our conversation:

Me: Sorry to be phoning you, I just have a little problem and I wanted to talk to you about it.
Mr Stupidhead: That's okay, what's wrong?
Me: I'm pregnant.
Mr Stupidhead: ...Really? Really? And it's mine? Oh my GOD!! That's amazing! Are you going to come and live down here?
Me: ...I'm not really pregnant. I have a problem with work. WHY ARE YOU HAPPY WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?

So there you are: I tried to scare him, but he scared me a lot more. Nice work, Mr Stupidhead. After that we just got back to the usual business of insulting each other.)

But it turned out that I didn't even get to choose anything. I went to see the work doctor and got declared inapte, which means that depending on the timescale of the inapte-ness, I cannot work nights for somewhere between six months and infinity. (We're still working on the timescale. I am visiting the hospital so often that the nurses now treat me the same way I treat the bar regulars.) So no more bar.

At the moment, I'm actually getting paid to stay at home. Which for most people is a lifetime dream (my best friend is very jealous and sure that she must be inapte as well), but for me is just boring. Then when they finally let me go back to work, I won't be allowed to work nights, so I'm probably going to get put on stock. YAY I GET TO COUNT BOTTLES ON MY OWN ALL DAY!!

But at least I won't get sick all the time, and will be able to have some sort of social life outside of work. This scares me, by the way. I've gone years without having a social life! I'm basically a sociopath, whyever would I want to try something that's completely against my nature?

The work doctor, having run me through a lot of tests, told me off about having weakened my body and immune system. He was all, "You're going to keep catching every virus that comes past, and the next time it might be pneumonia, and if it's pneumonia, you're gonna DIEEEEEE". I love thinking about my own mortality and stuff.

So I think I should be a lesson to everyone. Don't be working too hard. Do not work 65+ hours a week just because it is fun. If it is fun, you will not be allowed to do it any more because of killing yourself from doing it all the time. WATCH AND LEARN, PEOPLE.

Date: 2012-11-26 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
:O I'm kinda sympathetic though. I really love my job and feel like it's home time 2 minutes after I get there XD but yes, working 65+ hour weeks is just very very bad D: I hope you'll be okay, maybe you can do a hobby while you wait to go back to work?

Date: 2012-11-27 05:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
What's bugging me is the fact that when I do go back, it's going to be to count bottles. Meh. Ah well, having a life & good health etc etc... Meh.

Date: 2012-11-27 02:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Since when are you a sociopath?!

Anyway, I hope that you are taking care of yourself and eating properly and getting all of that rest that you weren't getting before, because OMG I would be SO SAD if you died. <3

Date: 2012-11-27 05:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I really am a sociopath! That's why I have to work in a place where I'm surrounded by people all the time. Otherwise I would be a hermit.

And if I died, you probably wouldn't actually know about it. How would the internet know? I just wouldn't be updating my Facebook any more. Unless I sneakily gave someone my password and made them write spooky messages to people about every six months, just to keep everyone on their toes. Hmmm...

Date: 2012-11-27 05:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
You may be antisocial, but I don't think you're a sociopath. Unless you are...?!

Well, I know where you work! So I suppose that I shall go ahead and like the Facebook page for the bar and keep an eye out for a post that says, "Rest in peace to our beloved Mari, she worked until she dropped (but we did not ask her to do this, she worked herself until she dropped, this is really a lovely place to work)."

Date: 2012-11-27 05:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

failure to conform to social norms with respect to lawful behaviors as indicated by repeatedly performing acts that are grounds for arrest; -- well, there's a lot of public drunkenness...
deception, as indicated by repeatedly lying, use of aliases, or conning others for personal profit or pleasure; -- my last name is not really Ilona. But that's because I'm in the phone book and nobody else in Paris shares my real last name and I don't want stalkers
impulsiveness or failure to plan ahead; -- yes, as evidenced by current situation
irritability and aggressiveness, as indicated by repeated physical fights or assaults; -- I have to fight off creepy dudes on the way to the night bus pretty much every night! But they start it.
reckless disregard for safety of self or others; -- yes, as evidenced by current situation
consistent irresponsibility, as indicated by repeated failure to sustain consistent work behavior or honor financial obligations; -- yes, as evidenced by the fact that I end up in the ER once every two weeks and can't finish my shift
lack of remorse, as indicated by being indifferent to or rationalizing having hurt, mistreated, or stolen from another; -- I don't steal from people. But if I were the kind of person who did, I'd probably be "meh" about it afterwards.


I have already decided that if I die, I want someone who knows about animatronics to hook up my corpse. That way I can joyfully burst out of my coffin during the funeral and dance the Thriller. (I have all these after-death plans going on.) Then, after THAT, they can stick a video of it on the Facebook of the bar and be all, "so, yeah, that was her."

Date: 2012-11-27 05:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Well, by those criteria, I am also a sociopath. Pretty shaky arguments, though! I tend to associate sociopaths with kitten stranglers, though.

That after-death plan is more awesome than my after-death plan, although I think that mine is probably more realistic. (Joe has promised to bring my ashes to Philippi and balance me on a pillar so that when the first big wind comes along, my urn will break and I will be part of the ruins. Then people shalt see me at Philippi.)

Date: 2012-11-27 06:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
It doesn't say anything about kitten-strangling on Wikipedia!

Yes, yours is more realistic. I also wanted to have a naked Gina Gershon coming out of my tombstone every hour like a cuckoo clock, but I suppose that's a bit farfetched really.

Date: 2012-11-27 06:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Well, Wikipedia is user-edited! Maybe some kitten lovers/haters took it out.

I feel like Gina Gershon would totally be down with you utilizing a hologram version of her in that capacity. And I would then build a house next to your graveyard.

Date: 2012-11-27 05:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Also, I don't know how realistic this is, but I genuinely find you to be one of the best and most delightful writers on the whole entire internet. And you have had so many adventures!

I feel like there is probably a market for Les Mémoires de Mari. If you're busy being antisocial while you are also being inapte, I feel like this is something that you should do.

Date: 2012-11-27 05:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
That's actually one of the nicest things anyone's ever said to me.

But my life is probably not as interesting as it seems. Mayyyyybe, what I should do, is instead of going back and becoming a Bottle-Counter - I should run away to a new country again and see what interesting things happen to me!

Date: 2012-11-27 06:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Well, it seems interesting because you are a good storyteller. But I think it's actually interesting, too!

Running away to another new country is also an option, but you should write your memoirs first while you are busy taking care of yourself. Then you can run off to Rome or Tokyo or wherever and write "The Continuing Memoirs of Mari," only the title would be in Italian or Japanese whatever.

Date: 2012-11-27 06:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Well, we'll see. Not sure if my concentration span is long enough. Maybe if I wrote short stories, all ending in "..." after I hit the tequila again.

Date: 2012-11-27 06:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I would buy copies for every single one of my friends!


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