Tough Shit Tuesday

I wanted to have afternoons off, tough shit . . . . . but now I get to bank hours in case I get sick or just want a fucking day off, with pay! 
I wanted a salted caramel mocha frappuccino the other day, tough shit . . . . . they were out of salt. Wtf? How do you run out of salt?
I wanted to get started on my sleeve on my left arm with color, tough shit . . . . I'm still a broke bitch and can only get the line work to start. But at least it's something!
I bet you guys wanted a longer post. TOUGH SHIT! I have a concert to get ready for!