Tuesday (5/24) → I went to lunch at Boston Market (do you guys have those? or are they a local thing?) and got a chicken sandwich. IT HAD A FUCKING SHARP-ASS BONE IN IT. LIKE THE SIZE OF A TOOTHPICK EXCEPT A LITTLE SHORTER AND THICKER. SICK. IT LIKE, POKED ME AND IT WAS SO FUCKING TRAUMATIZING AND THEY GAVE US OUR MONEY BACK BUT YOU CAN'T UNDO THAT ( Read more... )

→ I'm irritated with work rn. Just to give an example - I was forwarded floor plans for a school and asked to make the changes written in pink highlighter. These changes were just deleting certain text/walls, basically. This woman was like, "And save it as a psd in case I need to make additional changes." Um, you do realize that a psd that only has ( Read more... )