This is a little comic strip I made of my work experience last summer cause my Mom keeps asking me why im not keen on getting a summer job right now.Last summer I had a crappy boss,my job sucked,I worked fast like he told me to and got my work done and he still complained that I wasn't doing it fast enough, or i was doing it wrong and i would come home tired and upset every single day and i had very little time to draw cause i would be exhausted the rest of the day.I would tell my parents but they just told me "That's work" and I told my best friend and he reminded me I was getting paid $9 an hour but I didn't really care cause my mental health means more to me than money I'm sorry if that sounds insane but its the truth.It was like I was his target or something and I'm glad he laid me off last September cause I'll never step foot in that laundromat ever again.