kick

I don't get to eat this.
Dreading work.
12-hour shifts.
Long nights.
Longer meetings.
Only one break in 12 hours to eat. O.o
Non-customers sitting at the smoking area.
Perverts from the surrounding shops.
The only person my age is...well, me.

I'm not a guy, i'm a girl! I need to rest, i need to feel secure!

GRRRRR

I love my job, but...

...Why can't i just rot at home?!
*whine whine complain complain*

Just thinking about the workload there makes me anxious, worried and depressed.

God help me.