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i got my first industry job when i was 17. a hostess.
and i have been in this industry, save 3 years when i managed a lowes, my whole adult life. i am 30.
that is 13 years. you would think that by now people would grasp the fact that no, i do not know when i will be walking out the door. no, i do not know when i will be done with work. and no, i do not know when my last table is going to leave.
but yet, my sons father who i have known for 9 of those 13 years still feels the need to text and call me about 15 times a shift asking when i am getting out.
“your son is anxious to come home. when will you be out? he wants to know right now.”
no, YOU want to know right now. why is he so anxious to leave your house? what did you do?
the panic attack i was on the verge of all day yesterday was teetering on explosion after this interaction.

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