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obliviousally_ljY'know, somethimes I wonder if I'm cut out to be a member of the normal working society.
I mean, it's not like I can keep a job for very long. And I'm usually horrible at what I have to do. I mean, c'mon, I can fuck up busing tables. That's fucking impossible.
And god forbid I don't push the chairs in and make sure the condiments are in the center of the table AND people's tables are cleared off. ALL AT FUCKING ONCE.
I mean, of course I can do 15 things at once in the course of 2-5 minutes.
Fucking insane.
And it's not like I'm ever going to make it to school. Ha. I'm just going to be stuck in this shithole town for the rest of my life. Barely living from paycheck to paycheck, if I even have that much.
All because I can't be perfect and flawless and do everything when I'm told.
"Jump, Alaina." "How high, sir?"
Bullshit. I'm not that kind of person. And people hate the kind of person I am. The kind that can't see the purpose of cluttering empty tables with dishes so people don't have anywhere to sit down. The kind of person who puts thier friends before their job. The kind of person who ISN'T perfect.
God fucking forbid.
I wouldn't be suprised if I wasn't able to keep the job for 3 months.
"Nick was dissapointed with you on the floor Saturday. And Debbie, too."
Fuck Nick! And fuck Debbie! I can only do SO FUCKING MUCH! I'm like, the only fucking person who takes food out during lunch, with the exception of Kelly and Joanne, if they're not busy.
God, it just makes me so fucking angry. How can I manage to be such a fuckup at something so fucking easy?! HOW?!?!
I want a gun.
I mean, it's not like I can keep a job for very long. And I'm usually horrible at what I have to do. I mean, c'mon, I can fuck up busing tables. That's fucking impossible.
And god forbid I don't push the chairs in and make sure the condiments are in the center of the table AND people's tables are cleared off. ALL AT FUCKING ONCE.
I mean, of course I can do 15 things at once in the course of 2-5 minutes.
Fucking insane.
And it's not like I'm ever going to make it to school. Ha. I'm just going to be stuck in this shithole town for the rest of my life. Barely living from paycheck to paycheck, if I even have that much.
All because I can't be perfect and flawless and do everything when I'm told.
"Jump, Alaina." "How high, sir?"
Bullshit. I'm not that kind of person. And people hate the kind of person I am. The kind that can't see the purpose of cluttering empty tables with dishes so people don't have anywhere to sit down. The kind of person who puts thier friends before their job. The kind of person who ISN'T perfect.
God fucking forbid.
I wouldn't be suprised if I wasn't able to keep the job for 3 months.
"Nick was dissapointed with you on the floor Saturday. And Debbie, too."
Fuck Nick! And fuck Debbie! I can only do SO FUCKING MUCH! I'm like, the only fucking person who takes food out during lunch, with the exception of Kelly and Joanne, if they're not busy.
God, it just makes me so fucking angry. How can I manage to be such a fuckup at something so fucking easy?! HOW?!?!
I want a gun.
