I totally saw some girl steal money out of the tip jar at work today but there's really nothing I could do about it but leave a note about changing our night-time tip jar policy! We work at Starbucks chick... you do realize we make like... nothing in tips already?
Re: Wednesday b!tchfest anyone?
My daughter is driving me crazy. I'm insanely stressed out. I cry before each work shift because it kicks my ass. Anyone who does as much as take a breath annoys me. All these junk food cravings ate driving me nuts. I feel like I traded my boobs for sandbags and they are hanging on by threads if I attempt to not wear a bra. None of my damn clothes fit!
Ugh I feel so much better.