tristesse

I am so sick of work. if i have to explain to one more person that they might have a deductable on their prescription insurance one more time, i am going to pull my hair out. and i got harrassed by some asshole guy that decided to eat all of his freakin oxycontin in like 24 hours and take it out on me. but i had to be nice and say i'm sorry sir, but you can't get anymore pills until two weeks from now. then i got the wrath of drug enduced anger.....i need my pain pills...what am i supposed to do for the next two weeks....your pharmacy blows....i'm taking my prescription somewhere else.....you are a bitch
my job sucks. i get paid shit to have people yell at me all day. remind me why i'm going to be a pharmacist??? oh yeah, the money i guess...

ok, enough bitching. my tattoo is almost done!!! i'm so excited. but my ribs are still sore....that is the most painful spot to tattoo...ouch. but at least my tattoo artist mulyssa got to straddle me while doing it!!! it was hot. i'll post pictures soon.

well off to work for more fun