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i hate being sick.
i hate about 90% of my customers.
i hate people who get personally insulted when i tell them i'm sick, while standing withing 15 feet of them. as if i've got the fucking Boubonic Plague, they advise me to stay the fuck away from them. i've been thinking that maybe it was a mistake to come to work today.
i hate feeling like i've got medincine head, even though all i've taken in the past 12 hours is 2 ibuprofen.
i hate that i'm gonna have to wear long sleeves and jeans all summer. i'm starting to regret ever taking this job in the first place.
i hate about 90% of my customers.
i hate people who get personally insulted when i tell them i'm sick, while standing withing 15 feet of them. as if i've got the fucking Boubonic Plague, they advise me to stay the fuck away from them. i've been thinking that maybe it was a mistake to come to work today.
i hate feeling like i've got medincine head, even though all i've taken in the past 12 hours is 2 ibuprofen.
i hate that i'm gonna have to wear long sleeves and jeans all summer. i'm starting to regret ever taking this job in the first place.