Get Up and Gooooo

8 Jul

This morning I woke up to find I had conjunctivitis. Awesome. Even better was that I had to be at work in a few hours and they don’t take calling in sick too well. So I called in, explained the situation and listened to my manager fuss about needing me to “really make an effort here” to get my shift covered. I’m sorry, but it’s not like I’m dealing with a stomachache I could probably suck up, it’s conjunctivitis and I’m pretty sure I shouldn’t be working in a restaurant with that shit. Luckily I got my shift covered but now I have to give up one of my days off to cover the guy that’s covering me today. And it was at that moment that I realized I fucking hate being an adult. Besides the manager, I love the people who work at my job but just having a job in general, not being able to go outside to the beach when it’s sunny, barely making it through a series of double shifts just to get a day or two off is absolutely killing me. It’s so draining and discouraging to think that now instead of having Wednesday and Thursday off, I just have Wednesday. It’s amazing how much that extra day makes all the difference. It’s great to have money and all but the idea of doing this for the next two months, wasting summer away, and then moving back to Western Mass to go back to school is sickening. 


After coming back from the Firefly Music Festival and camping outside, listening to music, and not checking my phone for 5 days straight, I’m having a hard time adjusting back to life at home. And it’s been two freaking weeks since I’ve been back. The whole experience has created this overwhelming urge to be outdoors, in the sun, and traveling. The travel bug is real and I’ve definitely been bit by it. So now I’m left trying to come up with some sort of life plan that lets me do all that and still have money for, ya know, food and shelter. All I know right now is that working 35 hours a week at a restaurant dealing with assholes all day, the summer before my junior year in college, is slowly killing me.



          On our way to Firefly. I’d give anything to go back.




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