I can finally believe all this astrology zodiac crap.
I am the truest essence of Capricorn.
Me, at the end of my shift, to the tune of “Let it Go”
FUCK IT ALL
FUCK IT ALL
CAN’T HANDLE THIS SHIT NO MO-O-ORE
FUCK IT ALL
FUCK IT ALL
I’M HEADING OUT THE DOOR
I JUST WANNA MAAAAKE
IIIIT TOOO PAAAAY DAAAAAY
The pay isn’t worth it anyway.
I had a coworker slam her hand against the counter the other day and proclaim that she finally realized whom I look like.
Lorde.
She is the sixth person, on separate occasions unrelated to each other, to say I look like Lorde.
Anyway, now this coworker sings Lorde songs around me all the time and one day I’m going to sing along not realizing it (because I sing a lot at work it keeps me from damning everyone) and it will bring her immense satisfaction.
A (relation unknown) relative my family has recently reconnected with, and whom I’ve only met twice, sent me a Facebook message to “like” a “Heavy Metal-Death Metal-Hardcore” band’s page because “they seem like my kind of beat”.
Note: I never once mentioned what kind of music I like, this is something he gleaned from my PERSONALITY.
Yeah I’m officially old. I woke up with an incredibly sore back and could barely get out of bed. I’ve spent all morning trying to stretch it out and took ibuprofen but it didn’t do much.