keep doing this.
Janet wants me to go with her to take care of something at 10 AM tomorrow...10...AM.
10 fucking AM.
She had months to take care of this.
This is the time she chooses.
Ummm...excuse me...you know if I don't get adequate sleep I get sick right?
Not every day run of the mill "oh you will be better in a bit" sick either.
It's not the going with her part.
It's the you had months to figure this out after it was suggested to you but this is the course of action you would rather take.
Fucking sick of it.
Sick of getting shit on at work.
Sick of being beholden to someone because they let me sleep on a bed that nobody else in four years besides Nicholas would have ever slept on but now I am the asshole for pointing out that this could have been arranged in a manner more convenient to all parties involved months ago.
Fucking tired of it...
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