Meh, it's going to be a few months until I get a real a job (or, an actually paying job, not really planning on it being a career), I was planning on quitting anyway. But those months are now moneyless.
Well, sort of, I'm probably just going to be bumming off of my dad. Shameful, sure, but it's not something that puts me in the most desperate of straights. One of the least harmful of firings. Only like $300, then, to spend on video games, Adderall, and Chinese language and history books, my housing, food, bills, and groceries are pretty much paid for.
OK, I have nothing to bitch about, but fuck you anyway.