It had been a bad day at work for you. Customers were extremely rude, and even vulgar, to you. And to make it worse, your boss threatened to lower your already low pay if you didn’t act ‘respectfully’ to him at all times (despite his inappropriate behavior towards you.)

After the long, horrible day, you had come home to your boyfriend. You two had been dating a while and he had always been chill and nonchalant. But now, as you lay on his stomach and ranted to him about your day while he smoked, you weren’t even sure if he was listening.

After you rant, you looked up with glistening eyes to find his eyes meeting yours in concern. “Why don’t you just quit your job?”

You stutter, looking up at him, baffled at his bluntness.

“Just quit. I can handle the finances. Better than working for that asshole.”