Electric Sheep

So I can’t confirm this but apparently I’m alive. Does anyone even use tumblr anymore?

Trying to figure my life out and finally trying to get shit moving in the direction I want it to go (i.e. Do the photographer thing)... guess we'll see how long this little spurt of motivation lasts before I shit on my own dreams again

When you work at McHell and the highlights of your last two days are: • Having this one dude scream at you for a good solid five minutes (while practically climbing into the window) because he was accidentally given extra food???? • The assistant manager almost getting into a fist fight with said dude. • You've had minimal people on shift so everyone's stressed as fuck but the scheduling manager just shrugs when you tell him this shit is not cool. • you have to call the fucking fire brigade because the cunting chavy little shits that harass you every night think its cool to throw fireworks and set bins on fire in the car park. • "They called me a granny so I just lost it" actual words from my dining area lady as to why she wanted me to kick a group of kids out. Ohmygodthiswoman. She also told a group of kids there are cameras in the toilets. Fucking what!? • Having a silent panic attack while trying to run the worst shift of your life. • "My order is always wrong. And I come here five days a week and its always wroooong blahblahblah" if we always fuck up, go somewhere else????? Like we try our hardest to get all grill orders correct and double check them so...??? • A woman brought food back that she bought four hours previously and complained it was cold... Four. Hours.