I had to work a bunch of long and busy shifts last week. Get off work, go to sleep, wake up, do it all over again. That was my week. My co-workers and I were talking and I think we should have been paid for our sleep time last week. That would be our dream job, getting paid for our sleep.
The reason we came to this conclusion is because of our dreams. We both dreamed about working. Nothing strange about work. Just ringing up and helping customers. I woke up exhausted. I think I should have been paid. Or maybe… We should ban together and file a lawsuit. We have PTSD from the back to school shopping season.
Sounds legit. Living that retail life.