Call Me Kept
I came to deliver lunch, left fully compensated.
It’s wild how broke I am fifteen minutes after my direct deposit hits. Like, my bank account laughs at the scarcity of funds and pole vaults them to my car payment, my credit card, and my student loans. My diet consists of Ramen and envy. Can you get scurvy from eating nothing but Ramen? I can’t remember the last time I had an orange, and my teeth feel suspicious. I have three part-time jobs, not because there aren’t any...