The rest of the days were... okay, I guess. It's just exhausting working with people who don't want to do their freaking jobs.
And, of course, I get blamed for everything because I'm the "superior." But let's be real—being younger in a position of authority means no one takes you seriously. It's hard, but I try.
Other than that, it's just the usual mix of romantic depression and chaos.
Why, you ask? Because I met a guy.
And let me tell you—we're both definitely messed up.