:::Bangs head against nearest wall:::


How was work, you ask? Oh..it was a complete dumpster fire, thanks for asking!

We’ve lost 3 cart pushers. I am basically fucked. I’ve been working on carts by my God-damned self all fucking week. Oh, and the nightime closer (new guy I don’t know well yet) who was supposed to close yesterday and today, called off because he “apparently” has an infected toe. Interesting. I don’t know who I believe anymore because cart pushers calling off the last two months has been a regular fucking thing!!

But, not me..nope. I’m that idiot who does the shit and puts up with the shit until I die.

Just promise me you’ll lay flowers on my grave when I die from trying to do the work of 3 people all by my fucking self.

Groan.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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