Employment

Yay I have a job...
...Boo it's horrible.
This is what I do: I go to a field of bushes and cut new growth twigs off of them with clippers (I have only stabbed/nearly cut myself a few times), bundle them into groups of 77, and when we have about a million bundles of different random twigs we go plant them into trays. I didn't sign up for this. Well technically I did, but I had no idea what 'propagation' was before I went my first day. Why do I have to be so curious (or in desperate need of money)?
This job actually wouldn't be so bad because I get to be outside all day, getting tanned (or burnt and sunstroked) and learning random spanish from the small Mexican population that I work with (que pasa mama sita?). But there's the small issue of not being allowed to talk (says little dictator boss who's not really a boss) because we need to count to 77 over and over again. All day. To prevent my brain from turning to mush from the repetative, limited counting (I could be on Sesame Street - I can even count to ten in Spanish now) I decided to just clip a whole handful and count afterwards. That was seeming to work, and I was actually quite thankful for the quiet time outside I had to process what has happened in the last year and how it affects me now, as well as figure out what I'm supposed to do now, but now that's taken away from me as well. Apparently I cut slow (in fact I know I do...the Mexicans are like chop, chop, chop, bundle and I'm like chop, oh look at the nice blue sky, chop, oh there goes that one cuz I just snapped it in half, chop, what number am I at again, man I'm a tree killer, not a green thumb at all...plants hate me) and so I got in trouble from mini "look at me, I think I'm your boss but I'm really not" so I just sluffed it off, but then Big Boss comes and I really do get reprimanded for not counting as I go, so now I am not allowed to even think.
On Friday I was praying that I would get fired, but apparently I need a job because God didn't answer my prayers. So I've decided to just remember the Alamo, go for the gusto, and hopefully I'll make it to the next pay day at least.