So last night I caught my manager doing a line of coke, which I said nothing about bc it’s not my place (not the first time he was caught either tho). But then he broke open a fucking fire extinguisher in our tiny dressing room, which I was in. So not only did he put our lives at risk, but he also got the shit from it all over the dressing room, all over our clothes and make up, wigs and whatever else. It got all over me and in my hair. Oh, but it’s okay because he got drunk too. And now the day manager is mad at US because of the mess.
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