E masquerades his assholery and douchebaggery as consideration and generosity, fuck that. And he gets to come in 4 hours early for his shift and tell me to go home early, fuck that. He gets to walk around bragging about how he taught us all how to be friendly and give good customer service, fuck that times infinity.
I am working on an email for our GM discussing this and the issues that I have with the fact that they have contradictorally cut our hours down, yet still have E work 50+ hour weeks. So they're paying that dude overtime while the rest of us are getting barely 30-35 hours on average.
My dad and I are also so annoyed with how fucking stupid they can be around there, with how they've organised the upcoming tournaments. Ughhh.
But that's enough of talking shop.
I read something today about what someone called High Functioning Anxiety (https://themighty.com/2016/06/living-wit
This is something that really stood out to me:
I've been blowing off my friends a lot lately and it makes me feel shitty. But mostly I feel stressed and sad, and don't want to be around people. And also I don't want to make anyone have to spend time with me when I'm this way. I haven't really been drinking very much these days, and sometimes I feel really awkward to be around people drinking and smoking. I should be used to it by now haha.
Sunday was really nice, I went to Grand Bend with Dayna and Jillaine, and we hungout at the beach and wandered around and stuff for a while. It was relaxing, and exhausting, spending that much time in the sun does that to me.
Anyways, I'm distracting myself by watching copious amounts of tv shows: Killjoys, Preacher, South Park, Orange is the New Black.
And I made a strawberry cheesecake.
So at least I have that going for me.