Made the last Christmas present for my coworkers today. Made pride flags out of strawberry, blueberry, and vanilla flavored white chocolate for my newest coworker.
It’s really unfortunate that I have to leave this job. I love my coworkers. More of us than not are LGBTQ+ and/or neuroatypical, and those that aren’t are super supportive and understanding. At a *gas station* in the middle of a moderately large city in a purple state that trends red. It’s a little slice of queer paradise... but the customers are total shit. $9 an hour isn’t worth my mental health, and *definitely* not worth the risk of catching COVID- I’m in a high risk group, and a third of our customers don’t wear masks. Every year in the first few months I get an upper respiratory infection. Twice in the last four years it has turned into pneumonia, once I was hospitalized. If I get it, well... it’s just better for me to leave and stay inside all winter.
















