The tension is running high in beauty school.

Tomorrow we have an enormous test. ENORMOUS. We will be performing back to back exams from 7:30 in the morning until 3:00 in the afternoon, and I am expecting to collapse into a gelatinous, comatose lump at about 3:01. We’ve been preparing all week, practicing each portion until our fingers cramp and our eyes lose focus. I have also had an unusual amount of clients, which has severely limited my practice time and I am not feeling as ready as I had hoped. Add to this stress the frequent interactions with instructors who never agree on anything and an extremely high consumption of Thai food, and you have a group of very anxious, very gassy women. I’m really not sure if we’re all going to make it out alive.

I think it may be time to reconsider my career choice.

I wonder if Krispy Kreme is hiring.