Work ended up being a "doozy." I have no idea what that word means, but I have no words to describe work.
I'm over it now. I just have to be cordial to others even after I made an angry scene of throwing the door open and calling security to get people out of the building.
What has my life come to? Getting booed by patrons and being all upset over a whole other girly situation. Sometimes I have to take a step back and think about my actions. In the heat of the moment, who thinks?
Now is the time to think, and here are some quotes to think about. I'm obsessed.
I do, I really do.
True that. What can I do? Stop trying so hard...