So this is already the worst month of the so far.
I’m ill. I had two of my teeth out and the whole work money thing. Ugh.
I have to go in. If I don’t they’ll suspect I’m faking it because of the events of last week. Plus I’ve got three absences in the last 12 calander months already. I hate everything about work now.
Like I really really do.
I hate the new manager. The assistant manager doesn’t really tall to me. Idiot terrorist is getting special treatment and I have nothing to do to occupy my mind 90% of the time.
I should look for a new job. But I just want everything to fix it’s self. I want the new boss to fuck off and I want her to leave in a humiliating head hanging, clear your desk out. Kind of way.
I’m so tired.