Well, this week has officially be a Shitfest of Shitstorms. I’ve been yelled at, hung up on, and walked out on by customers for the absolutely most unreasonable of things. No amount of bowing or acquiescing will appease them. I think I must have accidentally gotten drunk and tattooed “I enjoy abuse” on my forehead at some point earlier this week.
Astrology lovers, is there something in the planets causing all this nastiness? Like, is Mercury in alignment with Bastardland? Is Pettyselfishasshatworld in retrograde? Or are people’s heads just up Uranus?
Whatever the cause, please make all the dickitude stop. Stop it. Now. I’m waiving the white flag.