Imma just lay in bed and not work, mmk?

Work fucking SUCKS rn because Madonna is flooding the city and we're slammed every which way but please enjoy this picture I took of @paneratargaryen4312 's cat, Ana

Little work rant below because I am on day 7 of an 8 day work streak with only 1 day off in between before I get to do it again. I am TIREDD

I decided I hate my casual/now part-time job but I am stuck as I'm working for my husband's bosses in their retail store as a favour for the summer. The shop sells their very successful clothing brand plus is a skateboarding shop. Which I know nothing about as I've never been on a skateboard in my damn life. Anyway, they knew what they were getting but the regulars still don't like me/think I'm an idiot but whatever.

So yesterday it was on wheels busy. It was a super stressful day full of tourists and skater dudes getting frustrated with me, waiting on a super unreliable acquaintance to come and fix a plumbing issue (he did, 5 fucking minutes before I closed so I was also late leaving yesterday) plus it being 28c with no AC. Miserable. Because it was so busy and acquaintance had half the shop taken apart, I didn't get a chance to tidy/restock as I normally would. I come in this morning to a TON of passive aggressive notes from the manager about the work that I'm doing. Meanwhile, I had just agreed to pick up a ton of extra shifts for him, leaving me with on average 2 nonconsecutive days off every 3 weeks. This is not to mention the only training I ever received was maybe an hour (from another part-time employee) like 2 years ago.

Anyway I'm so over it. If I wasn't worried about the impact it would have on my husband I'd tell them to fly to fuck because this fucking sucks lol.

(I'm also trying so hard to push myself and get stuff done for the business I'm trying to launch but the life is literally being sucked outta me at the moment.)

Boss makes a dollar, I make a cent. That's why I go on Tumblr and vent

Hate that I can’t send stuff from my fun blog but this is birdy, on the topic of country music: while In Seattle for a zine show we found a table selling Chattahoochee stickers and as Texans all started trying to remember the lyrics to the Alan Jackson song, which resulted in us texting our buds in San Antonio at like midnight begging them to help us fill in the gaps and got several voice memos back of them singing it to us

Who needs google!!

I’m sorry today was annoying if u need more distractions lmk! I can doodle after I finish One Task

oh, that's a good one! and i love the story. this is a wonderful distraction, thank you.

if you think there's a circumstance where i would say no to a doodle, then you're wrong.

On break at work and I can hear through the door that it’s getting busier out there

I'm so unbelievably tired and it's beyond slow tonight😭

I don't know how much more of this corporate work shit I got left in me. Want to become a hermit in the woods somewhere.

When your client lead says “I know you’re sick at the moment but I really feel like writing this report will make you feel better”

I have my doubts

You know when Blink 182 says, "work sucks! I know!" That's on repeat in my head 🤪 gah!

My list of fics to be read is growing again and I just wanna read all of them!! Now! There's so many crazy flippin talented people in the fandom I cannot keep up!

XOXOXOOX

I just wanna read and write and scream with all of you 🤩

shit time hell week im riding the wave im gonna hit da bricks im gonna dip 🤙

I'm not sure if it counts as country but Carolina Chocolate Drops is my fav in that general genre. Also Rhiannon Giddens, in her solo stuff. SO GOOD

Sorry about work. I'll happily beat up the boss for you, no charge <3

oh, "i've heard your baby ain't sweet like mine" and "cornbread and butterbeans" by carolina chocolate drops. i'll check out rhiannon giddens, too.

no charge? hot dog! it's not a crime if i don't pay you to do it, right? (right? no, that's not right. hrmph)

i probabaly should have known it was gonna be interesting with my boss when i had to got to her house a week after i started this position and her dog clawed the hell out of my arm. that should have been an omen, right? that i had to go to the company picnic eviscerated?