just sitting here killin time until 530 when im getting my hair done.
things i want to organize:
also i think im gonna get a blowout today bc why the fuck not.
my co-worker just told me i can’t be responding to emails like “homegirl laura”
aight playa. i’m come up in here with blazer and my button downs and briefcases, demanding equity, paid time off and health care. get a fucking hr department before you step to me like im out of line when my boss runs around calling everyone a dumb bitch or a fucking idiot. you want me to be professional, this company better be professional too.
ooooh i didn’t mean to get so heated but i did. i know he didn’t mean nothing by that. i know my co-worker loves me and thinks im a hard worker but damn. don’t play like that.
it amazing how taking 4 packets of emergency will make you feel.