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My dude is laid up in bed because his pancreas is acting up. I guess a few years ago he had acute pancreatitis and almost died, and now sometimes it acts up if he drinks too much. I was at his house all day after applying at the gyms and he's a fucking mess. He can't eat, drink, or take anything for the pain because it all makes it worse. I'm scared he's going to die or something. HE'S SCARED he might die too. That makes it even worse. I've never seen him like this. He can barely move, and touching him anywhere hurts him. He said it hurts to even look at shit or move his hands. I wanted to stay with him but I can't miss work tomorrow as I missed it today, and he wouldn't let me take him to the hospital. I am seriously scared for him right now. I don't know what to do. I feel like a jerk, I probably just should have missed work. Wtf is wrong with me?

Tomorrow I am going to talk to the head trainer David and see if he will let me use him for a reference, and if he says yes, I will probably be quitting within the next week or two. I can't take my job anymore, I hate the management, and hopefully I'll start hearing back from some gyms asap. They are such condescending pricks. They actually called me today and were like, "Are you coming in tomorrow? mmmmkay thanks." All Office Space style. Jerkfaces. Had I know at that point that Nick was all fucked up I would have been like "You know what? No I'm not coming in tomorrow, kiss my ass." Christ on a pogo stick. I HATE MY JOB.

Dear Big Guy in the Sky,

Please let my dude be ok. Please let me make it through tomorrow without getting shit from anyone. Please let someone call me back and offer me a great job. Also, please let me lose more weight because I feel like a fat cow and have put on 5 pounds, and please make there be no traffic on my way to OC at anytime this weekend.

Thanking you in advance,

Mary

God my head is a mess right now.