And so begins the worst week of the month for most people. The week before payday. When decisions that seem like nothing earlier in the month turn into life and death situations.
We have to get through it together until next week when we'll be spending money like there's no tomorrow all over again.
Will we ever learn? How many of these can you relate to?
Walk for an hour or starve to death?
Those who truly care will call you.
That should be enough to get you out of the petrol station.
Though it must be done.
Crispy goodness.
Oh it's my round? How about we move on somewhere else? Like the park?
And those painful few seconds where you pray it still works.
Karma, bitch.
Please. No judgies.
Why would you want to eat food in a restaurant?
And finding nothing. Ever.
Of course I'll buy the next one. *slides away from table never to return*
No Killers for me.
Because you can't see out your face.
Just leave me here good sir, I can walk the last seven miles myself.
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