Like knowing it’s inspired by her short story takes it from ok yeah whatever fine to. I need a book report on the lottery from the writers team. Asap.

I need to go back there I keep forgetting I can go there people were so nice about my 100 heads.

Honestly will be really interesting to see the limits of how mad someone can get over a 15 dollar electric trash can adapter that they didn’t even have plugged in. Looking forward to it.

Actually done wrong and they’re already frothing at the fucking mouth at stuff I didn’t do/that they made up so)

Anyway I accidentally dropped the 15 dollar cord that goes to their electric trash can and the tip snapped off and we’re going to replace it before they get back in office but we think the one person who’s obsessively mad at me is going to try to have me hung about it (it’s the first thing I’ve

Today I went in and all the furniture had been haphazardly tossed around bc they were checking underneath for dust particles to get mad at. Guess what girl. I vaccuum under there.

The last complaint he bothered showing me was a photo they sent him of a single strand of hair on the floor next to a crumb the size of the head of a pin

I feel the same but i also feel like there’s only so much that like physically ill people can do genuinely. Besides mutual aid which I’m already doing but feels like nothing. it’s just fucked.

hope those among you who still have a soul never stop feeling the weight of what you’ve done for as long as you live

Fuck them and fuck you

I can’t add my phone number because it’s linked to a diff account!

They might just not have gotten around to it I just want to envision someone making their stand here.

I’m doopid 💔