The Ripped Soul

Okay. Work was.. meh. I thank God Sherlyn was there, or I'd have died. Had the strongest feeling of my life that no one liked my ass. Maybe because that clownface of a guy HAD to keep putting me in a spot.

Don't get me wrong. I love compliments. But I don't like it when you praise me for something and put my friends down, or put my colleagues down. It's not a just 'me' thing. When it comes to work, everyone plays a part to work together so things GET done.

Killer smoke breaks and nothing for dinner. So much needed to be done and it felt neverending.

Buffet was nonsense.

Food was good, though. And I was stuck at the bar initially till I got scolded to get out to serve the VIP tables.

Felt like almost everyone was against me during closing. I was left to do washing alone at the bar till Lyn came along to help me.

Got paid, though. Lucky numbers, eh Lyn? Got smokes with Lyn, then cabbed over to Anna's.

I wish I still had cigarettes. D: