Before I was getting ready for work. I got really sick. My health should come first. I was considerate enough to call out. Or so I thought. He wanted me to come in for an hour or 2 during the lunch rush. This guy is desperate. You know I don’t care if my coworkers and him don’t like me anymore. I don’t care if thinks I’m an unreliable slow loser. I have no guilt if I leave I thought about the saying they (at the job) got along before you came and will after you leave.

My mom was somewhere else and when I called and told her that she thought that was really funny. I just needed some time to gather my thoughts. There was no food in the house so I had to order something. I should not have gotten fast food, but I feel ok.

At 10 PM I got a call from my boss asking if I was well. I think he just needs somebody to cover the shift.