They won’t admit it, but it’s true.
Every fast food workers deepest lament: the day does NOT move fast enough.
They all think it’s stupid until they work in fast food themselves.
The funny thing is, they really think I can hear them from that far away.
I get this weird look whenever I say that I can’t do something with a jobless friend because I have to work that day. They never say anything, but there’s just this… expression and a awkward pause where I think they’re trying to telepathically ask me why I can’t just take the day off… (.___.);
This consistently stumps and bewilders me.