It's my last week of work

And I hate my job and I don't care so when I was supposed to go to work and was getting ready and my boyfriend tried to initiate sex (something we haven't been having a lot of lately for a lot of reasons), I went for it. So I had some good sex and showed up half an hour late eating a pop tart and I haves no regrets.

A couple of weeks ago my Friday shift was switched from 3 to 2:30 so I just told them all I had forgotten the time change.

Pro tip for employers: Don't treat your waitresses like garbage (and try to skimp on paying them) and maybe they'll show up for work on time.