Vigilante justice is the best kind. Little man you messed with the wroooong folks.
The shit hit the fan, and I lost my job. I’m completely at a loss. I don’t even know what to say. My bosses got into a huge argument with the part owner who owns the chocolate shop and long story short the restaurant is now closed forever and they are moving back to Nebraska. I can’t believe it. 2 1/2 years and it just ends like this. There are so many things I’m going to miss about Slow. I’ll miss my bosses and co workers, because I know I’ll never work with a group like that again. I’ll miss the beautiful rose garden (but I’m still gonna go visit it). I’ll miss eating amazing food for free every day. I’ll miss my regular customers, many of which put a smile on my face even during crazy shifts. Honestly in all this, one of my biggest concerns was how devastated our customers are going to be. Like I honestly don’t know what will happen when they show up in droves today like always only to find we are gone forever. I’m hopefully meeting my boss and co worker later to talk about what the fuck just happened and get paid for the last few days. I wish this was all a dream, but sadly I know its not.
Thank goodness for my BFF. She saves my ass all the time and I appreciate it so much.
Fuuuuuuuck the Angels