Wont even be able to afford my funeral at this rate.


I quit. Yup. Really. Closing up shop. Not clickbait. More below. Did you see this coming? When I landed I went straight into beast-mode: zero discretionary spending (not even Lindt truffles, my actual weakness), 11–12 hour work days, and 14 shifts out of 16 days. In that stretch, I logged 225,777 steps — about 14,111 a day, or roughly 100 miles in two weeks. (Is that a lot? That seems like a lot.) Add in trays that can weigh anywhere from 10–30 pounds — and yes, some of mine were absolutely...