One Thousand One Hundred & Fifty Eight

Theme: Work

Had to come home from work as I felt unwell. I feel dizzy and felt like I was going to have a seizure so it's just safer for me to be at home. Sofia was moaning that I was going home. Kept asking me to come back on shift and being bitchy by saying "well what do you expect us to do?". I was literally seeing double and everything was disorientated. I couldn't give a fuck. I'm going home. At that point I'm more of a risk being on shift.

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