From the minute I got to work it was like a horror movie. One thing after another and another. Everybody and their fucking grandma wanted to tell me their life story. Not interesting stories either. "I don't give a shit about your grand kids lady, I'm just trying to survive another day, can't we do this transaction in silence...." Those words formed on my lips.
To top it off I believe I have exceeded my limit for bullshit this week. I haven't the patience or the strength or the will power to even listen to it anymore. So, I'm going to go to bed. Hopefully, between a few hours of shitty sleep, and a day off I can find some of that somewhere in this little body of mine. I just need to muster up enough for a few more days. I get the fourth of July off after all.