I love that when I come home from a shit night at work I can’t bitch about it like she does. I’m all told is Well you know you can’t quit. No fucking shit you dumbass nitwit! You get to bitch all the time about people I don’t fucking know 24/7 but God fucking forbid I have a bad night.
The snitch old man got promoted. The assembly supervisor is a fucking dick and I can’t say shit ‘cause his step-dad is third in command at the company.
I’m going to lock myself in my room, put on some angry music and kill things on the Playstation. At least my console can console me. See what I did there?
The outside world can get fucked tonight.