shoutout to people working weekends and overnights and overtime, people working in hospitality and retail and food service, who are sacrificing time with their loved ones, so fuckers with weekday desk jobs get to live comfortably with the amenities we provide while simultaneously shitting all over us for not getting “real jobs”
Lately my two most common mantras are
- There’s no crying in baseball, and
- I’m giving her all she’s got, Captain!
and I really feel like both of them sum up my outlook on life right now.
I’m tired of working 3 jobs 7 days a week. I’m tired of giving my all to still not have money to buy groceries because I have to save every cent for rent and bills. I’m tired of saving every cent and still not having enough. I’m just tired.
I didn’t even realize there wasn’t a title…
I didn’t either. But we didn’t need a title.
titles are for movies, Harry is a way of life
Bill collectors keep increasing how many times they call me every day. They called 10 times yesterday and 13 times today (so far.)
Ya’ll need to chill. I stopped buying groceries with non-borrowed money like 2 months ago just so I can save as much money as possible to pay ya’ll fools back. Damn!
I got 2 jobs and a Fiverr side hustle going on. *in bad Scottish accent* I’m givin’ her all she’s got, Captain!