DEATH

so, i was AN HOUR AND A HALF LATE TO WORK TODAY.

i just screwed up and wrote down the wrong shift.
so i definitely awoke at 9:45, when i was supposed to be at work at 8:45 to a message from jonathan saying i was supposed to be there.
i don't even know what time i got home.

and i was still drunk when i got to work.

jesus christ!
i've never done that before in MY WHOLE LIFE. am i 25, or 18?

except for one time, in DC, i announced to the bosses at my internship that i was going to georgetown that night, then didn't show up for work the next day (hello hangover), they called me, i tried to go in, but i got sick, so i had to go home. for the rest of my internship i had to work to dispel the rumor that i was an alcoholic.

but anyway, thank god jonathan was the shift on, he's the guy that goes to school in finland. he swore that he wasn't going to say anything, which is incredibly nice of him. lynne, the 46 year old that charges for refills and extra syrup, was supposed to be the shift but they switched shifts. so someone was looking out for me. i definitely could not see straight for the first 2 hours.

good lord.