Homeless to Harvard, bitchezz
I quit my lame job at the grocery store. That place was going DOWN. Between no customers and employees quitting on the REG, it was a sinking ship. So I quit.
You’re probably shaking your head thinking “Have fun at the public aid office, you stupid ho” NOPE- none of that shit. I got a REAL JOB. That’s right y’all. Ya gurl works at a successful dotcom. WUSSUP NOW, grocery hotties?!
So I’m still working at the grocery store (through this week) and it’s impossible to go to work once you’ve given your GTFO notice. On Saturday, I went out drinking instead of going to work. I called in and told my supervisor that I had diarrhea and that I was sleeping in the bathtub so I wouldn’t crap in my bed. THAT’S HOW MUCH I DON’T GIVE A FUCK. Tonight I went to work and refused to do any actual work. No one even confronted me! It’s tight.
I can’t wait to start my dotcom job. Hello salary, benefits, business cards and getting laid. Commence “sleep my way to the top” in t- 2 weeks.
