








Last week I had the best week I’ve had at my job in a long time; my boss finally quit. I never mentioned my boss much before, work drama isn’t always interesting to the majority, but he was a very divisive person and always pitted me and Milwaukee - some of you may remember him from “the truck story” - against one another. Last week we tore down the set for Little Shop of Horrors and started putting in a new set. It gave Milwaukee and I a chance to work closely with one another and required us to communicate without any interference. We have begun to make amends and the two of us are now co-managing the shop 🥰 At the end of the week, we opened the next show. I went to the opening party (and I looked so cute, I’m so upset I didn’t get any pictures 😭), I saw all my work friends, I drank and had a good time. After the party a big group of us, including Milwaukee, went to a bar where we talked and played pool. For as much as I appreciate my friends, they all come from rather tidy backgrounds. Mine is a little more sloppy but I know how to pull myself together for their sake...until I don’t and then everything that has been building up comes spilling out. At the bar, some guy said something to me in a way that I didn’t appreciate so I threw a pool ball at him. He got in my face and started to belittle my intelligence and tried to get me kicked out. I was very humbled to see all of my friends come to my defense, the first of them being Milwaukee, even after the scene I caused. Thankfully we didn’t get kicked out and Milwaukee calmed me down then bought me a drink. I also (apparently) told one of my coworkers that I wanted to sleep with him. No more tequila shots for me 😳