Talked to the alumni club predecessor this afternoon because I needed his help talking to the owner of the bar which seems to be trying to push me out. He was good with some advice, but after I told him my sob story of worrying that he isn't talking to me, well, my predecessor didn't text me back. But we weren't done!
Now I am going to the bar to watch the game with the rest of the club ... which will not show up. I hope the VP shows up. I hope we get to hear the game. I hope we don't get kicked out.
Tomorrow I have to go the Vikings game and I think I am getting a more stressful position. I don't need that the day before I have to go back to my other stressful job, where I am surrounded by assholes (well, most of them are quiet; but it's the assholes that make this job stressful).
I thought I would like having the house all to myself, but I am the one who has to water the houseplants and flowers, plus I have to worry about the washing machine. My parents are better at doing that stuff, not me. But I am alone now.
I feel abandoned.
God I need to see a shrink.
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