Title pretty much sums up how I feel right now.
This job is kicking my ass. I don't hate it and I actually kind of like it until I get to the end of my shift and my feet are killing me. I know it's retail and it is to be expected, but yeah. At least the people in my department are helpful and mostly the rest of the people that work there are nice. I guess I will have to get used to it.
Things with me and The Hopeful are done as far as the whole "maybe we'll be something more" thing goes. I am just tired of him going back and forth with his feelings and I can't allow myself to be played with again. I find myself caring about him, but I think the good thing about this job is that it keeps me busy so I won't have to think about how disappointed I am that another one bit the dust...
I guess I need a good night's sleep.
Any happy GIFs?