THIS IS A WORK IN PROGRESS. DON’T JUDGE TOO HARSHLY, BYE HOes.
I really wanted to toss out a bottle of vodka as there was one shot left and it had lived untouched in my fridge for almost a year. Like a disgustoid, I decided to make a drink.
I brought myself and like a lunch to work.
I absolutely didn't fuck with like pens or my morning coffee mug or anything like that.
I just knew from the beginning,
as soon as I took this job,
I was like,
how the fuck am I gonna get out of this job?
And that is a pattern that I've had throughout my career.
And we'll talk about that more later.
Like,
That time I had another boss ask me,
you know,
I don't understand what you want for your career.
And my direct answer to him at the time was, I don't know if I want a career.
And I think that rocked his shit right off.
But anyway, that's it for today.
And we will talk again very soon.
Thank you so much for listening.
If you like this, please follow me on Substack, Emma K. Wallace writes, or E.K.
Wallace writes, one of those, or X. I'm there too, just sort of fucking around.
I hope that I continue this because I enjoy this and I will get better at this.
I promise.
This was done off the dome with no script.
They will be scripted in the future.
I promise.
Thank you so much.
