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someone at work maliciously poisoned me today.
I went in through the drive through to get a chicken burrito, and then I find a piece of shrimp in it. I get a call from chris, a manager, and he says "hey, someone put some shrimp in your burrito. Figure it out" I insist, and he insists i "figure it out" (it was later confirmed it was him).
What the fuck?
I am so frustrated right now. I really didn't need this right now. I LIKED whoever I was working with, but what the hell? That's crossing a line, messing with allergies. That was malicious what happened, ill intent or not. Had I not gone bulimic for a tick I might be seriously ill right now.
I'm stressed with school. I've ruined my life and now I'm paying for it, I'm stuck in a shitty industry with a pretty shitty school career, and I want to completely change my life right now but I just can't see any way to do it. I just don't have the means and I'm practically having a breakdown over it. Fucking identity crisis and shit. I can't but think of what the fuck to do, all I know is I want the hell out of it.
Everything has just gone so wrong and I've been acting like a victim, but all I can realize now is that I'm just a victim of myself. And now I'm finally breaking and I have nobody I can really turn to. I'm upset and frustrated and not angry at anyone but just overall hurt that I really don't have any friends if I can't even tell who's going to try and kill me next.
I feel like I want to go home, but I don't know where that is
I went in through the drive through to get a chicken burrito, and then I find a piece of shrimp in it. I get a call from chris, a manager, and he says "hey, someone put some shrimp in your burrito. Figure it out" I insist, and he insists i "figure it out" (it was later confirmed it was him).
What the fuck?
I am so frustrated right now. I really didn't need this right now. I LIKED whoever I was working with, but what the hell? That's crossing a line, messing with allergies. That was malicious what happened, ill intent or not. Had I not gone bulimic for a tick I might be seriously ill right now.
I'm stressed with school. I've ruined my life and now I'm paying for it, I'm stuck in a shitty industry with a pretty shitty school career, and I want to completely change my life right now but I just can't see any way to do it. I just don't have the means and I'm practically having a breakdown over it. Fucking identity crisis and shit. I can't but think of what the fuck to do, all I know is I want the hell out of it.
Everything has just gone so wrong and I've been acting like a victim, but all I can realize now is that I'm just a victim of myself. And now I'm finally breaking and I have nobody I can really turn to. I'm upset and frustrated and not angry at anyone but just overall hurt that I really don't have any friends if I can't even tell who's going to try and kill me next.
I feel like I want to go home, but I don't know where that is