So far the only semi-bad thing about being 30 min early for work is that I went to buy a drink for when I wait out by the park, and I forgot to turn down my volume so weird sloth guy heard "you're fucking with the best" followed by "I ain't your cute little sex toy" blasting out of my headphones and for some reason I was mortified and refused to make eye contact for the eternity that it took to finish the transaction
















