It’s me Neith again. Today I am here to tell about my most recent struggle. This struggle of mine has been going on for quite a while. My struggle is my job. My job requires me to spend long, hot hours in the sun farming. I hate farming. I hate it so so much. Ever since this new job specialization my life is so much harder. Everyday I have to get up at the crack of dawn to help other people survive, so stupid. Everyday I work in both the cold and hot temperatures. It sickens me to see silt, shadufs, crops, and most of all other farmers smiling. They act all happy and they are such suck ups toward the nomarch. These people make me gag! The only good thing that happened to is farmers was when we discovered we could make shadufs but now seeing one and using one every day sets an angry fire in my body.
The most annoying part about all this is: I have the hardest job. There is no doubt about it. People don’t need to have tools every single day. But everyone needs food each day or tells themselves they do. The tool makers have it so easy. They could just chill and not work for a whole day. Famers on the other hand is so different. If I miss a single day of work I will be punished or killed. My life is so unfair I hate it so much. For a while I thought about not working at all. Maybe the nomarch won’t notice but, on the other hand he could notice. I think I will start out with one day. One day off from the dreadful work I have to do. That day will be tomorrow. I am so excited to stay in bed and relax all day! Wish me luck!
All my love,