I pooped my pants.
What I actually did was leave my computer monitor up while I was at work and had to step away from my desk/table for a minute. I work with a jackass. His name is Drake. I've known Drake since I was about 13, we've been best friends for years.
We lost touch after highschool when his bitchy girlfriend decided we couldn't be friends anymore because of reasons that never made much sense.
Now that a couple years have passed, Drake and I have found each other again working under the same roof.
Now that a couple years have passed I'd still like to punch him in the face. But I still love him all the same.
You got me this time, you jerk.
And since when can't we delete our own story posts off Steemit! I thought we could!
Anyways, it's almost time to go home and I've had enough shit.
Happy Steeming!
