Sup bitches.
It's Turkey time motherfuckers.
Start posting recipes so I know what to eat!
Anyways I came into work early to make up for being late today but no one likes me enough that I get by with drinking coffee and being a space nigga so long as I'm outta the way.
I woke up today feeling so cozy that I just laid there and drifted back to dreamland.
Eventually I rose to find it only 10:30.
Smoked cigs and smoked weed.
Ate some chilli mac.
Now
BOOM I'm here.
At work.
I was only 20 minutes late but making that time up meant I had to take the only ride there I could which would drop me off in the parking lot over an hour before shift change.
I'm not doing it for the regular time or the overtime.
I'm doing it because a week of perfect attendance earns you a 5 dollar bonus and a raffle ticket to maybe win a box of chocolates or a gift card.
But it turns out I don't get that because even if I was late and made up my time it still doesn't count as perfect attendance.