....one of those days.

Yeah, it's definitely been one of those.
I'd swear that it was the longest day of work ever.
Even though I was only there nine hours, it felt like sixty.

Oh, yeah. If anyone actually reads this thing, HI, I got a job.
It reminds me that I can't wait to move out of Florida.
I'm so tired and it's absolutely horrible.
I'm currently hating my life.

I never cry, and today, all I wanted to do was get home so I could bawl.
Which I'm making myself not do.
I've managed alright so far.

The only good thing about work is the people I've met.
I met some really nice people, and even a foxy boy or two.
Other than that, it has helped me realize customer service isn't for me.

I started typing this blog because I felt like I really needed to get shit off of my chest, but blogging isn't helping. I won't

Today was just kind of an awful day.
I'm done with the pity party of one.