I’m not saying that I’m in a bad mood or anything, I’m just saying that I was up until 1:30 am serving food and drinks to overweight, coddled teenagers who for some reason were even ALLOWED to stay up until 1:30 am probably because their parents were like “Jesus Christ maybe this will get you out of the house once EVER” and I am TIRED. So, SO TIRED.

So, although NO, I AM NOT IN A BAD MOOD, I would like to say that I would rather be doing a Guinness record breaking blob jump instead of sitting here having nightmares about people accidentally getting onions in their burrito and yelling at me because of HOW MUCH THEY HATE ONIONS UUUUGHHHH KILL ME.