I guess I grumbled too much yesterday

After another lousy night trying to sleep and being woken up by my own coughing, I dragged myself to work... and an hour into my shift, I got sent home because of the cough. My boss didn't want me coughing on the customers. Well, I don't want the customers coughing on *me*, which is probably how I got this thing in the first place! Now I'm not sure if this means I'll end up getting fired off the job. I need this job. I was out of work for two years and I barely got by on the niggling amount of money I managed to get helping my mother babysit "Angelica" and from the short-lived temp jobs I got through Mass. Rehab. I could barely afford necessities, and if I lost this job, I'd probably have to sacrifice the MxO, which despite the annoyance it causes to certain parties, actually helps me stay sane. Maybe violence in video games triggers violence in disturbed teenagers, but in this semi-adult, it actually keeps me from going postal on people who annoy me in real life.

On the other hand, it might not be such a bad thing: It'd clear half of the way for me to join he_dreams_awake's monastery (the other half being the fact that I have to clear this with my folks).

Off to trawl ff.n to find some badfic to groan over and put my woes in perspective.