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Yesterday was one of the longest and worst days I've had in a very very long time.


I stuck myself at work. I've never stuck myself. Now I have to wait 3 months until I can go get tested for HIV and hepatitus. I really doubt I have anything, the statistics are in my favor, but when you feel that needle prick your skin, everything inside you screams "NOOOOOOOO!"

Whenever I returned to work from urgent care, I had my crackhead boss going off on me because he's too fucking high out of his mind to remember telling us things. He accused me and the other piercer of stealing from him, which I most certainly have never done. That's not who I am. It's all because he's having a hard time affording his massive drug habit and he wants more and more money off of us. I really really want to quit there, but I don't know of any shops in Cincinnati that would take me. I haven't been piercing for a year, and I had my start there. I'm not really sure what to do, I just know I absolutely hate it there. I hate my boss, and I hate his drug habit.