Friday, March 14, 2025

Literally what I said to Chatgpt last night

 March 13th, night. today is bad, it's real bad. didn't go GVFB as planned, after work it started raining and it was cold, very damn cold, all i thought about was going home. at work bad, at the end of the shift i wanted to ask about the raise, but a customer came in to do an injection, Andrew had to prep the shot, it was already passed my work hours, i decided to leave instead of lingering, i could've waited til he's done with the shot then ask but i didn't. i already felt bad about the whole day. each day working nowadays i just feel cheated. Andrew's barely talking to me now, that fucking bitch ass, just because i said i wanted a bump? they can afford it but they're just lowballing me, the fact that he barely asks for my additional help is a proof that he was making me work without giving me the credit. With Nick, i didn't get to see him today, in fact i did for a very brief moment, when i went out of the shop to throw some garbage away, the moment i went back to the shop -- as i was opening the door i turned my head around and saw his neon green jacket, he was standing very far but i saw he wanted to make eye contact, it was just one second but he was def trying to make me notice him, but i moved too fast and already half way in the shop, i didn't make a gesture, just saw him as he saw me.... i then tried to go out again to the atrium, he was nowhere to be found. it's Thursday night, it's been almost a week since i last said i wanted to get a raise and ask out Nick, it's been a week and neither of them has made progress, i just feel tired, used, lethargic, disheartened, and i'm gonna drop the workout today too cuz after having a big dinner i'm just fucking tired, i can't use my brain nor my muscles and i'm extremely irritated as shit. i will not recover this easily. tomorrow is friday, most likely i'll go through another day's struggle with no results. i'm tired of working so hard and not seeing result. and i fucking hate those people.

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