For realz, I’m working tomorrow evening, Friday 3rd shift, Saturday and Sunday evenings, and Monday and Tuesday 3rd shifts. That’s like, more than a full-time employee would even work. It’s over 50 hours. And will probably turn into more because I never get out of there on time after 2nd shift.
That paycheck is gonna be glorious.
ok lemme tell you a thing about raccoons
I adore that all these raccoons are like “I respect that you don’t want me to take this, but I’m taking this.”
I fucking love raccoons
How did I end up agreeing to work 54 hours this week? I’m not even a full-time employee; I’m not sure I’m actually allowed to do this!
Dennis Leary, 1992 (via thegayyestone)
You know how many times I’ve called my mom a bitch or a ho in my life?
Not one goddamn time what the fuck is wrong with these kids
you ever have like a completely inconsequential moment of clumsiness and just find yourself standing there staring at whatever you spilled or w/e just boiling with rage, thinking maybe itll fix itself if you hate it hard enough