My friends and I (all in the service industry) celebrate weekend Wednesday, for over a year at this point. But today I earned my beers. 12 hour shift, hitting my overtime, in over 100 degree weather, I had a day to say the least. Recently I heard on npr (i love the radio I'm sorry) this concept of benign masochism, and they explained how humans sometimes seek out things that hurt us in order to feel the contrast of the things that bring us joy. Girl they were on to something. The first sips of my shared bud light pitcher at a sticky dive bar with my fellow sweaty friends, was life changing. Piss beer never tasted so good.
