Yall know what I hate… working at the bar ppl see you busy and still want to blurt out orders. They don’t give a damn you making other drinks , counting $ back, putting in orders on register they just want your attention. It’s irky af especially when they rush you and don’t tip
Here I am thinking no one cared about lil ole me on VDAY… had a Nigga 3k miles away send me 💐. I was like how you have my address, he remembered to check our text message history from 4 yrsago. I swear my soulmate ain’t located in no state I’ve lived in. Maybe Time 2 relocate