I guess this is the part when I get to whine a little about my work schedule. I work. A lot. And by a lot, I mean enough as to sometimes I simply get home and sit down on the couch and go to sleep. I don’t even make it into the bed. But the good thing is that I really like my job. Whenever I have to work a lot, I think to myself “get over it. You really like this job.”
My job is funny too because I’m working when other people are home and I’m not working when other people are sometimes. I get to see another slice of the world as a result of my work schedule. Lucky for me, I also work in downtown Boston, near Faneuil Hall. I work on Saturdays as well. I know, that doesn’t exactly sound great, but here’s the thing. Downtown is relatively empty. The line at Starbucks is short. And Faneuil Hall is just buzzing. There are a lot of people around and there is always some kind of funny street performer over there.
Last Saturday I saw a guy named Brent McCoy, who calls himself “The Real McCoy” and performs what he calls “Comedy That Works.” It was very funny and had that self deprecating thing I love about Bostonians: