Today I got called a scruff and a tramp by a homeless man because I didn’t have any change for him…I didn’t make any cash tips today. I spent them on churros.
Imagine walking 10 minutes through dark Manchester City Centre streets at 4:30am with nasty awful people out because your uber driver didn’t want to move from where he parked up and claimed ‘all the roads are closed’…bro EVERY STREET I walked down had moving traffic. Lazy cunt.
Whelp I have a cold. I’m awake 3 hours before I should be. And today is the worst day. Today is also my birthday day out. I can’t breathe out of my nose. Pray 4 me.
Today my day has consisted of:
- being at work at 7am for stocks
- ‘losing’ 6 bottles of rum because someone can’t accept stocks properly
- having a pipe leak in the cellar which means I can’t sell cider on tap
- 4 hours of shit sleep
- my teabag broke
I actually wanna cry 😂😂