Boredom... how much can you stand?

Wake up... have some breakfast, take the same bus, see the same boring people that seem not to have soul or anything inside... clock in.... same people... same clothes... same script.... "Next please.. would u like to keep the hangers"... I think I've said it 400 times so now, I don't have to think to say it.. some people come with a smile or with a story to tell... and 4 me .... is impossible not to talk to them... it takes me out of the "Boredom"... "£ 10.50 please!"... Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!.... as many times as u can.... because is England... and everything is finished.... NEXT PLEASE!!! Some people can see it from the outside and they tend to make the life in this place fun... and ... they do... THANKS.... anyway... not all the people are lke them..some ... r just another piece of the big machine... maybe without a brain or a soul.. .maybe they are a new kind of boredom-proof humans or maybe they are that boring to realise it... is time to go to the other slave-workplace....

The first thing I see... some people talking in an understandable language... I am not interested in talking to them so let's go straight to work... fortunately, the people that share my tasks are more sensible and interesting... let's have a chat hehehe..... take the phone.... say the same as always... stick the "sticker"... sweep the floor... take out the trays... change the bin... not interesting at all but is the common law here.... i ll finish this "stage" in a couple of months... i think I have learnt a few things...