My rainy fucking “sunday”
Yes, Tuesday is my Sunday. Why? Because Monday & Tuesday’s are now my “weekends.” And I’m not gonna lie, it fucking sucks. Because as much as management says “Oh no llama, it’ll be fineeeee we won’t bother you. Plus, you get to go out on Sunday and Monday nights… SOOO COOL!!” Is it? Is it really that cool? Cause so far I haven’t found one thing cool about it. The only people I know with same “weekend” as me are kids 21 and under. I am 27 and I feel like a creepy uncle when I hang out with them. Great kids, but nobody wants Uncle Jason hanging around asking, “How old is that one?” Fuck My Life.

Hi I'm Jason. I'll be making you incredibly uncomfortable for the remainder of the evening.
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