After I 'woke up' Ash decided to rush to take a morning shower. So he quickly grabbed some clothes and walked a little weirdly to take a shower. A very long morning shower.
How cute.
I laid on his bed peacefully messing around on my phone. I don't have any homework to do however I will have work later.
I magically was able to get onto the shit website where the schedule was put up.
I currently work at a piece of shift theater. I was really desperate to escape my living situation. Which I am now realizing is my current living situation.
So I guess I'm still desperate for this job.
Oh wait, that place doesn't give its employees breaks. Unless it's a smoke break.
Illegal? Yes. Can I do anything about it? Nope.
I need a job so I can get the money to move out. I can't quit till I at least have another job lined up.
I was so happy to quit this job. Then of course the next job ended up being even more gross. Fucking bowling alleys.
There is a reason they dim the lights. Actually more than one.
Then there was the pawn shop. I couldn't quit that no matter how much I was held at gunpoint. Then I got fired.
Then my debt started.
Maybe the movie theater isn't so bad after all. It's gross but I don't have to be held at gunpoint.
Would Ash be mad if I took up smoking?
At that moment I heard the water in the bathroom stop.
I'll take that as the universe telling me no. Don't smoke.
Dahm universe.
After some time Ash left the shower. Fully dressed unfortunately.
I had already stashed some clothes at Ash's house. So I grabbed some and met him downstairs for breakfast.
After we ate we hung out till my phone alarm went off for work. Ash drove me to work promising to pick me up after.
At that I entered the shitty movie theater. I was mostly ignored by most of the staff. I don't work behind the counter or sell tickets.
I clean.
I have a very small amount of time to clean a theater before the next viewing. No matter how filthy the theater is. No matter if there is semen on the chairs. If I exceed that time by even a minute I get yelled at.
If I ask for help I will be publicly berated and mocked. They will complain While helping me. Then the manager will yell at me.
On top of that I clean the restrooms and the main floor. Sometimes outside as well.
There is another guy that does this job though he doesn't really do anything. Practically useless.
I do all of this for the absolute minimum wage.
I'm starting to reconsider being held up at gunpoint. I never got shot. Most robbers when caught had an unloaded gun.
I sighed before walking in.
I waved at the ticket seller and the ladies at the front counter. I was absolutely ignored.
I went to the locker room to put on my uniform.
My manager was already outside waiting for me. "Slacking already I see. Ten minutes, clean 2 then go straight to 4."
I nodded and grabbed my cart going into theater 2.
I spent ten hours running around cleaning while being yelled at relentlessly. Though everytime I just nodded. Saying anything back would just waste time.
Though I started getting angry. I'm not doing anything wrong here. If he spent more time yelling at the useless one and had one more person doing this on the weekends. He would never yell at me.
I'm going to report his ass and quit this job as fast as I can.
At the end of my shift I walked into the changing room where the other guy was hiding out on his phone. He looked up at me and rolled his eyes.
I glared at him. I know it's not his fault my manager is a jerk. It is his fault for being useless.
I clenched my teeth and bit my tounge. I simply changed back.
I head out to look for Ash. The sky is completely dark. I'm exhausted. Is this really worth it?
Ash was on a bench outside on his phone. He looked like a model in a magazine. Total relaxed and above the world.
I for some unknown reason blushed.