Had an eventful night last night.
A severe thunderstorm hit my area, knocking down power lines and trees. My ride got stuck about 20 minutes away from me, but didn't get to me until almost two hours later. I worked a closing shift and I tried asking my coworkers if they could get me home, but no one could help me. The furthest they could get me was to a f*cking Wendy's restaurant. I had to plead with the manager to let me into the lobby after it closed. Thankfully, he was very nice about it and let me in.
I tried calling everyone in my area to see if they could help, but no one could even reach me if they tried. That's how bad the damage was. Finally, my ride showed up and I was so relieved. But halfway home, I was and still am, angry at my coworkers. They all live right in my area! They could've helped me even when I offered to cover gas, but they just let me suffer...
I guess that goes to show how much I matter to these people. Word of advice, your coworkers are not your friends.