Oh but I don’t want to go I want to lie on the top of that hill and stay there baking in the sun
I don’t want to listen to people not understand which restaurant they’re at
Or people who can’t read
Or people who think it’s okay to be greedy and rude and entitled or that I owe them something
It’s really not worth it
Adding up every day
All the shit I have to take
People being rude when I’m trying to be disgustingly sweet
Ignored and pushed past
Yelled at
Told off for doing as I’m told by the people who told me to do it
Chastised for things I didn’t do
Listening to the problems of complete strangers
But I’m on my way anyway
And tomorrow
Two more weeks before I get a day off
Just two more weeks
Fuck I’m tired.
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