Nov 24, 2016 16:30
I have to leave for work in half an hour. I resent the fuck out of this.
I am working tomorrow. I resent the fuck out of this too.
No matter how much I work this weekend it will do almost nothing to mitigate my mom's pearl clutching when I ask for the help I need covering the first of the month bills. You have no idea how much I resent the fuck out of this.
Basically, I need to get a phone call Monday morning asking when I can start. "Tomorrow" is the answer, BTW. I want to be starting a new, better, higher paying job Tuesday morning.
job hunt,
whinge,
another day another dollar (before taxes