20 days left.
20 long ass days left of this torturous event.
I'm so fucking tired.
I'm barely functioning.
All I'm doing is jugling thing after thing after thing...
and all I want to be doing is drinking on a beach.
I'm trying so hard to stay on my bosses good graces because I have a feeling that come August 1st, she's going to start cleaning house....
Vicky left me in charge of a lot of volume. She gave me a big responsibility and whether she was setting me up for failure, or whether she actually thought I could do it, Jenny's the head bitch now, and the responsibility is all mine.
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