Today was just another shitty day with a random girl whom I guess you could say was my girlfriend. Her name is Lindsey but honestly she acts like a bitch so I try to block her out sometimes.

I even just drink my night away sometimes so I can tune her out. I'm gonna assume that I'm just a drunk since it happens to me a lot.

I work a standard office job at a place that sells stupid bottles that are guaranteed to last. Honestly though, they are probably gonna break down a few days after you buy them.

I don't know how this company is still standing but somehow they make a ton of cash off of it. Wish I was the one that discovered this kind of thing since I would be rich.

"Are you even listening to me!" Shouted Lindsey with an angry tone.

"Of course." I responded with a mellow tone.

"Alright repeat what I said then." Said Lindsey.

This is the stuff that always gets her mad at me in the first place but maybe she doesn't get me anymore. We've been dating since my senior year of high school and now I'm 23.

Hell of time with her but now she's become an ass to me.

I do love her but it doesn't feel like she loves me back now. Times do change after all.

"Your right, I zoned out." I replied.

The anger she seemed to have all the time was probably caused by me since I barely ever did anything around the apartment. She maintained the whole place and all I did was help pay the bills.

I don't make a ton of money at my job but I make enough for food and bills.

Times like this make me wish I was back in high school.

"You know what, I'm gonna head to my parents for the next few days so when I come back you better have a way to make things up to me." Said Lindsey as she packed her bag.

This was but the start of hell for me.

Slowly standing up I began to lose balance but I managed to stay on my feet somehow. My watch read 5:30 Pm which indicates that it's time for me to head to work.

Guess I'll have to think over things while I'm there.

Right as I wander into my room I see Lindsey grab her bag and walk past me and behind her was a note on the dresser. What has she left this time?

I unfold the note to see what I would assume is actually a breakup note.

It dates to the day she comes back.

She planned this far ahead.

Shit.....

"Jake, we had a good run and I really wish I could say that I loved you still but now I'm always mad at you. You don't even acknowledge me now so I'm leaving. I know I said to think about what to do but I'm not returning." Love Lindsey.

Now what am I supposed to do...

Actually I don't have time to worry about this right now.

Putting on my suit I realize that I'm about to run late for work. Damn it Lindsey!

I quickly rush out of my room and grab a beer from the fridge and head out of my apartment to the parking lot. Luckily I still had my car from my senior year but it ran like a piece of shit sometimes.

Click.

The car door opens as I pull the handle and I quickly put the key into the ignition to here it start stalling. Fuck!

After a few minutes I manage to get it to turn on but now I'm late for work and I'm running low on gas. This day is just horrible all around.

After pulling out of the parking lot I began to speed towards the high way since it was quicker when getting to my work place. Only about ten minutes by the highway.

I finally reach the employee parking lot and as soon as I pull into a spot I crack open my beer.

Tch.

The smell of beer was always bad but I still chugged it down like it was nothing. I'll drink more once I get home.

Not long after chugging the beer I throw it into a garbage can next to the door and walk into the building. Now to clock in before I can start working.

"Jake you're late yet again." Said the Boss.

"Sorry, just had a rough day with my ex girlfriend." I responded with a calm like tone.

"Well I'm sorry to add on to your shitty day but this was the last time you came in late so you're fired." Said the Boss as he began to walk away.

Are you kidding me....

A Fucking Cup company just fired me!

Exiting the building and heading towards my car just leaves me with a shitty feeling since I couldn't do anything to keep from getting fired.

I get distracted by my breakup which leads to me getting fired. Damn it.

Now I really need a beer.

{Back at the apartment}

Mine as well drink till I pass out tonight huh.