ungreat I hate it. I wanted to quit the day i started. I tried to get fired, stopped doing my job, and then when i decided i could do this i could handle a boyfriend, my family, two jobs and school, they fired me, and i feel liberated and scared and like i have all this time and i dont know what to do next. I hate ikea and how all the furniture has pretentious swedish names, and how customers ask if i work there in my big fucking yellow shirt, or how they forget about personal space, i hated it. And now i have nothing to go to and loath with every fiber of my being. i think ill miss reacting to the ridiculousness of the job and the management. But im fired and its like none of this ever happened, like i never even worked there ever. like i was erased. and thats now what i hate. 080216
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