So, I recently got a flu shot at work. I’m proud of myself, because I usually will do ANYTHING to avoid a shot.
I had to sign up in advance, and OCTOBER 15TH AT 12:15 was something I thought about every day until it happened. Seriously. Every day.
I broke out in stress hives before I went in.
Before I got the shot, the nurse was like “we have Twizzlers” and I was like HELL YEAH, but that excitement was cut short because I SMELLED THE ALCOHOL AND THAT’S HOW YOU KNOW IT’S COMING.
She had to hold my arm because I was shaking so badly. “Okay, just a little prick.” NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO BE CONDESCENDING, NURSE. IT’S NOT JUST A LITTLE PRICK, I’VE BEEN DREADING THE SON OF A BITCH SINCE MID-SEPTEMBER.
I got the shot, almost jumped out of my chair, and left. Oh, and the mini Twizzlers were strawberry so the entire experience was GARBAGE.
Everyone was LOLing and stuff at this GIF a while ago because the little girl is freaking the F out, but I FEEL YOU, GURL.
I KNOW, I KNOW. I’M 24 YEARS OLD, AND IT’S A SHOT. BUT WHATEVER.
What I’m saying is, if you’ve been around me for more than 30 minutes, you know that I’m an extremely anxious person. I get stressed out over big things, little things, all things.
Like, what the hell am I going to hang on the wall behind my bed? I just recently moved, got a new bedspread, etc. WHAT AM I GOING TO HANG ON THAT WALL?
Also, am I going to cut my hair shorter or let it grow out a little more? I love the ease of short hair, BUT I MISS BEING ABLE TO BRAID IT. THERE ARE SO MANY CUTE BRAIDS ON PINTEREST.
Also, WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO RENEE ZELLWEGER? I DON’T EVEN LIKE RENEE ZELLWEGER. BUT I AM SO STRESSED OUT FOR RENEE ZELLWEGER.
Also, don’t even get me started on advertising/career-related things. DON'T.
Also, STRAWBERRY TWIZZLERS SUCK.