Me leaving my job after the unprofessionalism, stupidity, and endangerment. I was so burdened by keeping all those people employed, dealing with unruly cooks, that my face started to break out. That’s how stressed I was. Leaving has lifted a great weight off my shoulders and I haven’t woken up with a new blemish since. Over it. Suing is a much better vibe.
Fuck this. I was the intended victim of rat soup. The business not utilizing the fame, essentially doing no marketing and being ran like shit isn’t on me. I got everything I needed, grateful it’s over. Save your money people, that way you’re not tethered to places that no longer serve you. What’s stressing you out that needs to be removed from your life? Via: Love Tina Turner
