ah yes, impromptu physical labor, my favorite. complete with the drunk falling on his ass and nearly knocking his head on the lumber that just had to get moved this evening for some reason.
such the perfect end to a workday filled with bullshit.
I had planned to try and tag something, anything, tonight but idk. idk I don't feel fit to be around anyone right now. all grumpy and salty and cynical and my back fucking hurts now because of course
blah. going to change into something not covered in wood shavings and hope my grocery order gets here sooner than later, maybe scrounge something for dinner I guess
such the perfect end to a workday filled with bullshit.