When i was little i wanted to grow up to be a disney princess but im pretty sure i just became Yzma
So there’s a significant possibility that at least half my staff have been snickering about me, as the manic-depressive bulimic child-boss that (as of recently) fucks her co workers. That kind of sucks.
But then I remember these are 40 years+ old women who make less than me and are simply looking to obtain more company for their misery. This makes me feel better.
My personal life might be in the shitter, but hey, at least I have wine.