Tomorrow I’m supposed to be meeting my best friend of 12 years for the first time in at least 5. Tonight I’m getting drunk despite promising to get sober because I’m.. Self-destructive and today was Very Bad. I broke down at work after hearing that I’m getting in trouble for taking my break late today. Legit tears, had to take five minutes in the break room to collect myself. It’s inhumane how they treat people. They’re only angry because closing Starbucks to take my half meant that they lost Some Money™. As if they didn’t have more than enough already. As if they didn’t penny pinch to the point their stores are understaffed and over-stressed. I stayed a half hour to ensure that I closed, and even then some things just didn’t quite get done. To be fair though, aside from being Very Busy up until the end, the fucking dishwasher was like “Hey, you know what a Fun and Rad thing would be to do? Shut myself down at 8:40 PM and take legit ~20 minutes to restart fully so you can’t do anything fucking dishes with any amount of efficiency haha”. 20... Minutes... Lost. If I stayed an extra half hour, imagine if I had actually, ya know, had those fucking 20 minutes?! 

But ya know. I’m gonna get in trouble no matter what it seems. I breathe the wrong way someone (usually this One Manager in particular) will be like “Um, I need to give you some Feedback™ on how u didn’t breathe properly at This TIme on This Date”. If I hadn’t been convinced I was going to miss the bus I would have turned in my two weeks notice tonight. Fuck it, this isn’t worth all the stress. I’ve literally been so stressed out I’m losing sleep, and I’ve definitely been having nightmares. I keep waking up before my alarm absolutely covered in sweat and feeling Way Too Hot. It’s literally killing me. If I’m going to get fired anyways I may as well walk out when I can. Here’s to hoping that job interview thing I’m going to on the first will work out.