I guess some people do read this.
I had a shitty day/night at work. How gay. I have never wanted to stab anyone in the face so badly. I had to go outside and listen to Run DMC/Notorious B.I.G/Three Six Mafia just to get by. The only thing that kept me going was my stories of fun times with the MM. I cant wait for these next two days off. I worked 50 hours this week, and 50 hrs last week. Im exhausted. Kind of mentally as well as physically. That place will mind fuck you.
Tonight I took a call from a woman who said that she was 6 months pregnant and that her drug dealer was at her door with a gun and she ran down the street. She admitted to me that she had a drug problem and that she was still doing drugs and that was okay because that was her decision to endanger her baby but her drug dealer was wrong because he was trying to kill them. rrrrrrrrriiiiiiggggghhhhhhhhhhttt.
WTF?
It was just a fucked up night. To say the least.
227 out 10-30
Tonight I took a call from a woman who said that she was 6 months pregnant and that her drug dealer was at her door with a gun and she ran down the street. She admitted to me that she had a drug problem and that she was still doing drugs and that was okay because that was her decision to endanger her baby but her drug dealer was wrong because he was trying to kill them. rrrrrrrrriiiiiiggggghhhhhhhhhhttt.
WTF?
It was just a fucked up night. To say the least.
227 out 10-30