I love writing to post on here x3

The music is Angry Johnny by Poe

Anyway this might be written not in the best possible because this is just me raw, writing, and minimal editing. (Love writing fiction related to my Henry Vaught paragraphs so far (I posted the 1st few paragraphs in a previous blog entry) it's just so fun bro)

||I got dressed to work my shift at Malwart, it sucks ass, my boss Henry makes me want to tear him apart every single time he walks in, with those goddamn dad jokes, he won't stop talking about this hamster.

He makes us pray to the hamster every day when we're clocking in and when we clock out, it's very fucking cultish if you ask me, the only reason I've not quit is because he threatens us if we don't do it the "proper way" the bullshit 2 weeks notice way, I haven't heard from my friend in weeks who had quit.

After I prayed to the hamster I got into the checkout line thing to stand for however long hours for minimum wage, occasionally dealing with the nightmares of retail.

God I hate retail.||