I had a bad day at work and have had a pretty rough week all in all. My phone was stolen the other day. My mom sucks. And today, I found out I had to work through the Sunday of an anime convention I’d planned to go to with my sister. Going would have meant a lot to me, especially since I couldn’t afford to go to Daisho with my buds. No one will take even half the shift for me. Then my former manager (who was FINALLY demoted) bitched me out for helping a customer. Fortunately, the customer interjected and was like, yo bitch, they’re helping me. After that, she backed off. My night went on to get even worse when my blood sugar dropped to 50 something. Fortunately, my groomer friend had a kit and had me test it. (I don’t fully remember how) I went to IHOP and got an orange juice. My groomer friend was gone by then, but I knew I’d gotten my blood sugar up enough, so I went back to work. I was totally exhausted and got sick to my stomach. So I asked if I could switch with the cashier and have her take out the smelly as hell garbage. Nope. Then I got held up for almost an hour after closing while the manager played on his phone as I was facing and recovering the God forsaken Fancy Feast and Friskees cat cab aisles.

TLDR; I’m freaking depressed, don’t feel good, and I hate everyone but a select few people.

Now I’m going to sulk and listen to Eurovision.