I hate work...

As you can probably guess from the title, I hate work! Especially today! Everything that goes wrong there automatically becomes my fault, even if I didn't do it! Someone accidently threw a towel away today, "Joanna, you know the towels go in the laundry bin, right?" Yes, damn it, I know! I didn't throw that stupid towel out! Someone put a knife at pots and pans, "Joanna, you know that we wash the knives, not pots and pans, right?" For God's sake, I haven't been putting knives there since I've been working there, why the hell would I start now? They just can't admit that they made a mistake, so they just say "Blame the student cook." I fucking hate it there! Sorry, I'm just really really pissy now, and I don't think my mood will improve until at least tomorrow.

On top of everything, I also have my massive Gerontology project that I have to work on, and I'm also stressing about registration because I already lost one of my classes and on the verge to losing another that I really really need because its a prerequisite for the classes I need to take next year. On the bright side though, my advisor is the one who teaches the class, so hopefully if it does end up being closed, I can just go talk to her about it, because she was the one who said I needed that class next semester.

But, right now, I need to dry and curl my hair, wash my dishes and then hopefully finish my project. I hate today....

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