Jun 25, 2013
so after my first shift at this new "job", a tall glass of vodka crystal light and a sketchy granola bar later I still hate everything. Here's hoping something better and actually professional shows up soon. I'm seriously considering going back home for the summer instead of this arrangement. So the question of the night is: be at a questionable job that makes me hate everything and always be on call while still not sure if it will pay the bills or not, or return to the hometown that is only ghosts that are still very much alive but may (maybe) give me a steady job for the summer. Decisions, decisions.