The Unglamorous Life

I am living the most unglamorous life of a 24 year old woman. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and think "omg, where in the hell has my life gone?" I have the constant stench of fish on my hands and arms, I have blood spots on my pants (get that thought out of your mind, it's not from my period you sick bastards), and I walk around with various chunks of meat on my shoes. Wow. What a life. How did a girl like me get caught up in the meat department business? I remember when I started in the meat department when I was 19. The only reason I agreed to the promotion was for the money. I sure got a slap in the face when I found out what the job really entailed. Touching meat grosses me out. That's not a good thing for a meat department worker. Till this day it still gives me the heebie jeebies. I give props to myself for putting up with it as long as I have. Well, I'm off to take a shower, I smell like a fucking aquarium.