woke up feeling like i had a million things to do but spent all day just trying to fix the copier because someone decided to stuff it with like 30 pages of receipts—my boss keeps piling on more work but never sees the mess behind the scenes and here i am, stuck and just exhausted.
i literally watched my coffee spill all over my laptop at work, and instead of feeling mad, i was just relieved it made me seem busy so no one would notice my badge didn’t work anymore.
so i reported the guy for being a creep and instead they dug through my social media like it was an archeological dig for dirt, now the case is just a hilarious pile of bureaucratic nonsense and i feel like i am living in a bad sitcom where the punchline is me, and nothing makes sense anymore, i mean, how does this even happen, who writes this stuff?
so i reported the guy for being a creep and instead they dug through my social media like it was an archeological dig for dirt, now the case is just a hilarious pile of bureaucratic nonsense and i feel like i am living in a bad sitcom where the punchline is me, and nothing makes sense anymore, i mean, how does this even happen, who writes this stuff?
tried to tell my friend about this project i’ve been really passionate about and it just sounded so silly coming out of my mouth—like i was rambling about something pointless. now i feel like they see me as this weirdo with too much time on my hands when it actually means a lot to me.