//Delete this later

This is going to be a little bit of self-therapy, so bare with it…if you like. It’s kind of always been the same…the places I love to work, rarely, if ever, love me back enough to really give me a chance to belong and stay, be a part of something.   On the other hand, the [...]

I start walking behind this asshole who is smoking while walking through the crowd. I try to get around him because my fucking eyes are burning from the low quality tobacco that he’s spewing out his nostrils. Then this little jackass prances up to me and says “We don’t allow pets down at the market anymore”. What the hell? I’m just trying to get through that mess.