No more job. After 2 Days.
The first day was horrible. Cried several times because old ladies are so damn mean and was stressing about meeting my quota. I just can’t have a job that involves asking for money. No. I know shit must be bad in my head for me to break down several times and fight back tears in the middle of someone’s driveway. SInce when did I become a crier?
So. Much. Negative shit.
I’m screwed.
June, 22nd 2012 @ 01:14 / 12 /
