The sunday that never was

I just spent my entire day at McDonalds working the craziest shift ever (starting from 11:45am and finishing at like 11:15pm). And just HOLY SHIT I didn't even realize that my whole day disappeared.

My coworker kept saying "think of the money. MONEY MAKES YOU HAPPY. YOU WORK HERE FOR HAPPINESS"

of course that was said in a joking manner, but working so much lately, it really feels like I've become a slave to money, and now I'm starting to wonder if this is good for my soul.. LOL

When I was a kid I always thought, I'd work a job that I enjoyed doing, regardless of pay. As I've grown though, I've come to realize how important money really is (especially when you want to do things.. Everything costs money. God damn it). As a result, here I am now, spending hours and hours of my time at McDonalds for a couple hundred bucks a week. Am I happy? I don't know. Work is actually fun sometimes, but when you work 30 hours a week every week.. it kind of burns you out, and the money's all you have to keep you going.

I read an article last year on Cracked (read: awesomest site ever), about 5 things that you'd think would make you happy, but wouldn't really. Money was one of them. Nigeria, despite being shit poor, is the happiest country on earth according to surveys.

Does money make you happy?