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“Today was a shitty ass day”- A thread

I just need a space to vent tbh. I don’t often tweet but i feel like this may help me process a little better.

Sooo to channel my favorite maker of threads @mamaztheguru (seriously check her and her threads out she’s AMAZING)

Let’s set the scene
I have PMDD so right before my cycle i get EXTREMLY sad. Like cry for no reason, constant panic attacks honestly the works...

My cycle is supposed to come on the 15th.. so today is one of my “sad days” just because it happens to be before the 15th. But today there was also another kind of sadness. Because today is the first anniversary of my friend/coworker passed away.

I trained Keshon and i remember our last conversation vividly. Serving with him was a different kind of treat lol he made sure every shift had laughs and i truly value the little bit of time i got to work/know him. I will forever remember him.

Ok that’s the backstory... today was a heavy day and i honestly just wanted to lay and let my feelings be... but i had work and i was really just trying to get it over with.

Lucky me I’m a server... and that’s all i really need to say about that lol

Today i opened (we are only open in the evening) we are only open at 50% so it’s just me until the closers come and when they come i pretty much stay to help then leave...

OR SO A BITCH THOUGHT!!! But no today had to be the BUSIEST Tuesday. Like legit everything that could go wrong did i was running back and forth for these BUT none of them were MY table because i was ready to go

So my resturant just started doing outdoor seating...it’s great seriously i love it

I’m outside dropping stop off to a table. This woman stops me and says she needs a table and refuses to come inside because ya know... germs. So I’m like ok I’m going to go get the host and they just pretty much choose there seat.

The host ask me to take the menus and silverware so I do. Because this is the second time they’ve seen me she ask me for a water and I’m like sure but just so you know I’m not your server he will be right over because you know still tryna goooo

Then the server ask me to take them bread so they see me a THIRD time and now there is another person there and they say that it’s a four top and the need MORE drinks...

When i come back they remind me that i forgot lemons and i remind them I’m not the server

Once again... so a bitch thought!! As I’m walking back in the door three people rush pass me telling me i have to take the table because everyone else is overwhelmed

So then I’m trying to talk to my manager and see if i can just like get them started because I’ve told them five time that I’m not going to be serving them...

But that wasn’t good enough so my manager was basically like just take this one and then you can go. So i have to walk out there for the 6th time,and be like haha remember when i said i wasn’t your server...

At this point I’m just like super overwhelmed because my emotions are already on edge because it’s just that kind of day and so like I’m just walking around holding back tears. But everyone is acting like I’m being difficult

Then you know because that just wasn’t enough for me to have to push through... we have to take it all the way there i have a full blown panic attack

I was literally hyperventilating in the bathroom and this woman was EXTREMELY concerned and I’m just like trying to breathe but also trying to tell her I’m ok.

So i just had to finish up work with this anxiety induced headache and in a very bad mood but still trying to make get a tip but also still leave immediately

And i did for the most part... by running in the bathroom every five minutes to cry but it counts

No but seriously it probably doesn’t sound to bad and in hind site it wasn’t my emotions were just so strong that everything felt like the end of world

That’s pretty much it, this thread did help me because it made me laugh at the situation. With my job it’s usually something anyway

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