A Working Woman

Today, at work, I watched a feature length movie, ate ice cream and got some of my Economics readings done.

I also got hit in the face, torso and extremities, pinched until I bled, screamed at, my arm twisted and my hair pulled so hard that one of my hair clips broke.

Plus, someone massaged the back of my head with his foot.

What kind of job is that, you ask?

Go figure.