MENTAL HEALTH DAY
I knew this morning today was going to be bad. That no good reason kind of bad. Had that uneasy feeling the moment I woke up and it just would not go away. I hung around work for about 4 hours, but with the tight chest, pending hyperventilating and being on the verge of tears? Yeah, I'd say it was time to hit the door.
Anybody at work that don't like it can suck it. It ain't like I get paid time off. Ever. For any reason. They should just be glad they don't have to pay me for the impending psychotic meltdown I was going to have right in front of everyone if I stayed.
I'm in my woobie jammies and in the comfy chair and yeah. The freaky tightness in my chest is already getting less and no big boo-hoo crybaby tears on the horizon.
Anybody at work that don't like it can suck it. It ain't like I get paid time off. Ever. For any reason. They should just be glad they don't have to pay me for the impending psychotic meltdown I was going to have right in front of everyone if I stayed.
I'm in my woobie jammies and in the comfy chair and yeah. The freaky tightness in my chest is already getting less and no big boo-hoo crybaby tears on the horizon.