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For once, all the general public were fucking awesome. Everything was great until the blisters I got on my shin (idfk know how) popped and dude gave me attitude because i went to the kitchen (the place with the knives and lots of people) to get a first aid kit.

No, I'm not fucking telling you I know your place better than you do. Idgaf that it's a five star restaurant. And I don't care if you fart glitter and shit rainbows. I need a medical kit, or I'm going to strangle someone with their small intestines because of the pain. 3 days of 13 hours and little food. I'm burnt, blistered, tired, and hungry.

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    That sounds awful. I am glad you are through it and hope you feel better.

    And I'd pay to see the intestines strangling.
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    @AlexDeLarge oh...... I didn't think of that. Possibly.

    Current theory is when i relaced my boots Friday morning in a hurry, I should've taken the few minutes to fix them. I wasn't in one place long enough to do so, though, and the fiction between them, my socks, and my skin caused blisters. I worked about 15 hours and sat down for 10 minutes total that day, standing still for maybe 20.
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