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Blargh.
Not getting the job you applied and were hoping for. The job(s) I have now are great and all, but...dangit! Twelve dollars an hour...dangit! Working regular hours...dangit! Working hard every week to make sure everyone else gets what they're supposed to do done and then rushing to get done what you need to get done only to have to start all over again in a never ending cycle, and getting in trouble when it's not done in record time every week is extremely wearing. And then dealing with the everyday Other People's Drama can just...stop already.
I assign eight and a half years of retail exhaustion to Mordor.
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
Last edited by Oddwen; 01-15-2010 at 12:53 AM.
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