I'm exhausted today.On Friday night, the pub was as busy as ever.No matter how many orders I receive, no matter how many drinks I order, no matter how much I move and move, the work keeps coming.Even if I was asked for a cold drink, I would forget it in 5 seconds, and I would get tired of complaining.Annoyed employees say "Look at the whole thing and move!" even though they can't work.I got used to pretending I didn't hear.The store manager is calling you!I'm getting tired of taking my time by casually untying my apron in revenge.But there was something I looked forward to when the work was over.It's the work of carrying the uniforms that everyone took off to the washing machine.Smell it as you carry it.Smell it!I had become accustomed to sniffing on everyone's condensed sweat and the odor of incompetent employees.odor.It smells so bad.But I want to smell it again almost at the same time as I thought it smelled!I would think.Of course, I liked the smell of myself after working, but I couldn't compete with men.Even if I got a boyfriend, I liked to smell the socks I took off, and before I knew it, I liked socks better and broke up with him.On that day, I happened to be teaching a newcomer how to do the laundry, so I missed my chance to Kunkakunka and it was indigestion.I was called out, and I'm a pervert, and I haven't been having sex recently, so I thought it would be cool and somehow followed.I was told that I was super cute or that I was beautiful with big boobs.But it's quite embarrassing for everyone to see such a disordered appearance.But I get a little excited.I think it's perverted to think that I want a lot of people to see it anyway.