I hate my job, and I especially hate my boss. He's a lazy fuck who skips work and expects me to cover for him when the owner calls. I think it's giving me an ulcer.

I was actually looking forward to coming to work yesterday morning because I knew my boss wouldn't be there all day and I probably wouldn't have to speak to anyone except to answer a few calls.

Then I get pulled over. Someone (I know who you are) has been ripping off my registration stickers, and every cop thinks I'm a car thief. Turns out my inspection sticker was also expired...fuck. And they suspended my license for some unpaid court fee from two years ago I didn't even know about. Double fuck.

Lunchtime rolls around and I'm looking at all the money I'm gonna have to spend on court fees and the license renewal fee, and I'm shitting myself. I simply don't have that much money, but the alternative is a four day jail term.

Feeling completely overwhelmed an ill equipped to handle this mess, I feel I have only one clear path ahead of me. That path leads me and my purse straight to the tiny bathroom in the back of the store to smoke a nice fat bowl of kief while standing on the toilet.

Swiftly leaving the dull world of parking tickets and mandated court appearances, my last thought before falling into oblivion is how fucking stupid I am for risking my job - my only means of paying off this newly acquired debt.

Fuck it.