The machines at my job all go by the name scheme of 3 letters (signifying the type of machine) 3 numbers. The amount of times my boss has asked me something along the lines of “can you check in on ftm107” and i haven’t been able to riff on it is frankly heartbreaking

Girl named Autumn saying it’s fall

Was my first time frying fish and making my own “chips”(fries)

Looked up the company and i guess it’s workwear designed for firefighters/first responders and seemingly needs to be special ordered, idgaf it’s cheap made in usa cunty workwear I’m all for it, just sad i can’t order more

Has nothing to do with the fact i upgraded my espresso set up around the same time i bumped up my dosage and switched my pronouns

I mean it’s the first day being on them but instantly it’s a huge weight off my shoulders