Work is good

I love my job.

Not because of the free booze I get every now and then.

Not because of the nice supervisors that are so lenient they don't care if you called in sick.

Definitely not because of the hot guys working there.

Definitely not because of the cute guests that I have to serve everytime I work.

Not because of the gorgeous chefs that tickle my fancy everytime I see them.

I love it because it's work.

I gotta love it because it'll be my choice of industry.

I gotta love it because I'll be spending the next forty years of my life in the industry.

I gotta love it because I spend ten hours a day there.

But I love it because it helps me help my cousins in Manila.

Did I mention I love my job?