Stages of Cheesecakelessness
They said they saved me a slice of cheesecake but when I went to the fridge to look there was nothing there.
At first I was heartbroken. No cheesecake. Is there even a point to existing anymore?
Then I was cynical. Of course they wouldn't save you a slice stupid girl, how could you think they'd care that much, the self-centered lying assholes.
Next came anger. Those fat bastards! I hate them and I hope they all die from heart disease!
After that there was revenge. Tomorrow I'm coming to work with a whole fucking sheet of cheesecake and I will eat it all, right in front of their sorry faces, laughing like a pirate king.
Next, there was hunger. It's 1230 and I can't have lunch until 300.
Finally there was bitterness. I wouldnt be hungry if there was cheesecake like they promised.
I'll be quitting soon. I promise.
At first I was heartbroken. No cheesecake. Is there even a point to existing anymore?
Then I was cynical. Of course they wouldn't save you a slice stupid girl, how could you think they'd care that much, the self-centered lying assholes.
Next came anger. Those fat bastards! I hate them and I hope they all die from heart disease!
After that there was revenge. Tomorrow I'm coming to work with a whole fucking sheet of cheesecake and I will eat it all, right in front of their sorry faces, laughing like a pirate king.
Next, there was hunger. It's 1230 and I can't have lunch until 300.
Finally there was bitterness. I wouldnt be hungry if there was cheesecake like they promised.
I'll be quitting soon. I promise.