The Worst Month Ever

Another God awful boring ass day... ish...

I woke up to the bleeding screeches of my alarm. I groaned and smacked my hand on the snooze button, but the stupid thing wouldn't shut the hell up! "Fine I'm up! will you shut up now?" at that moment my alarm decided to be a troll and shut up. by then I had already fully woken up and decided to just give up. what I didn't realize was that I had hit the snooze 8 times and I was late for work. "SHIT!" I shouted as I looked at the clock on my wall. I ran to my dresser to get dressed. "THUD" instead of a clean applying of pants to my legs, I got a stern ass whooping from the floor. I ran to my bathroom and this is where my montage begins.

{2 minutes of hurriedly eating a bagel, brushing teeth, and putting on deodorant later}

I ran out my dorm room and headed strait for my car 6 levels below me. never again in my life will an elevator ride age me 100 years, because... it... took... so... loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong.

when I reached the first floor I darted to the door. When my precarious trolling timing decided to make me bump right into my crush. "shit I'm so sorry!" I said realizing I just put boiling hot Starbucks '#notspon' all over her. "*hiss of pain* No i- it's fine I'm good" she said with pain practically emanating from her body. "here let me-" I said "no just- just let me do it" she said sadly. You see, she was Madison Lee my crush and friend, and she also... kinda... put me in the friend zone. ;-;. "hey- whoa what happened, here let me help you Mads." said Madison's                    boy-fiend "thanks Robbie." Madison said. I sighed and walked out the door before remembering I was late AS FUCK! I evolved from my leisurely walk to a darting run. I scrambled into my car and drove as quickly as I could to work. when I arrived It was a quarter past 9:00 am which doesn't sound to late, but I was supposed to be there at 7:00 AM!  I went to run, but I realized I had no ID on me so I went to the front desk. By the time I reached the test chamber it was 9:48 am, "oh boy what a disaster." I thought to myself. I was full of panic and embarrassment. When I walked in I saw My boss Mr. Ramon was tinkering with a circuit board. "your late" he said without turning around "yeah, I'm sorry I hi-" He cut me off saying "nah it's fine I came in somewhere around 9:03, so let's just say I had a bit to much to drink last night while celebrating our first successful test." he chuckled and turned back around to continue tinkering and fiddling with the circuit board. I walked over to the door that lead to the engine testing room and looked down at a clipboard I got from a clip board holder on the wall. I read my tasks I had to do, and I began my tech tasks first. I tightened each bolt and screw, ran tests on accuracy, tested the G Force resistance of the engine's shell, and wind resistance. Then I moved onto my bio tasks "wait you should change that shirt, you have diesel on it" Said Ramon I responded "what's the worst that could happen?". I then made my way to a cleaning chemical storage closet. "*squeak* *metal creak* *groans of struggle* why... won't... this... open! come OOOOooooOOoooo- *oof* oh no. *glass shattering* *liquid splashes* OWWW!" glass fell all over me along with several chemicals. Ramon ran over in a hazmat suit. as it would turn out, that closet which originally had cleaning chemicals for the microscope and other stuff we used now had bromine chloride, Boron trifluoride, sulfuric acid, and several other chemicals that are toxic inside of it, AND NO ONE TOLD ME!!!

"oh man I don't feel good" I said loopily

 "alright let's get you to the decontamination chamber. *groan of struggle* come on"

 "I feel wei-ord" 

"Yeah I know *groan sigh* it's the gases muxuiggngognalh"

"huh?why you you tallkinga wiw wew WIE weird? *blacking out noises*"

"gasp!" I woke up and looked at the clock on the wall 6:48 Pm "well look who's up." Ramon said "man I feel sick" I said holding my forehead "yeah you might wanna take a few days off and go home or well, you live in a dorm right, either way just get some rest and we'll see how ya feel in the morning." Ramon said. I got up nodded my head and drove back, although Ramon said I was in no condition to drive, I drove without a single incident. when I got to my dorm my I saw roommate/friend Mike passed out on the couch. I walked my way to my room door and went to bed.