So, one of my coworkers apparently had today off because he got his wisdom teeth pulled and needed a few days to recuperate–not a problem necessarily, but because my usual boss is currently out of town, none of the other managers remembered to call someone in to cover his shift. It wasn’t until four and a half hours in that anyone came to help us, and we ended up working three hours longer than we usually do.

All of this is to say that I am tired, full of spite right now, and more determined than ever to run my own Patreon, do commissions, whatever I need to do to be able to be a professional artist and finally kick all this work bullshit to the curb.