| nothing feels real anymore.
i'm not taking my time anymore to show you how i feel. to show you who i am.
cause it's locked away.
i don't get it. i just don't get it.
when will i get my chance? |
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| my hatred for my job.
i can't stand it anymore.
i used to think it was the customers, but they are not so bad compared to the work itself.
we have to pay to take a mandatory break.
we tip out front desk who are dumbasses.
like i do fucking everything and you wipe my table put everything on a tray that I have to take back.
can't request days off. can't count how much cool shit ive missed out on because its impossible to get a saturday or sunday off.
no vacation time or time and a half.
this job goes against everything i stand for. its a fucking meat machine. they treat their employees like shit. and just want money. it's not worth it anymore.
i paid off my car in half the amount of time my loan was for.
i don't need a lot of money anyways, which is the only decent thing about my job.
its time to quit.
find greener pastures.
hopefully i can work at starbucks again or at school.
needed to get that off my chest.
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| my life might drastically change tomorrow.
i might not have what i looked forward to for so long til the day i turned 16. my license.
and its a bit unfair seeing how i was trying to be the responsible one, yet i have to take the fall.
fingers crossed. |
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| please please please let me get what i want,
lord knows it would be the first time. |
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