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My morning started off okay, until I got to the Job of Doom.
Then, I got a douchebag on the phone who's just left a bad taste in my mouth. A nasty taste that not even my grande vanilla latte could wash away. :(
Or the sausage biscuit I just ate.
When my relief shows up I am so getting the hell out of here.
Then, I got a douchebag on the phone who's just left a bad taste in my mouth. A nasty taste that not even my grande vanilla latte could wash away. :(
Or the sausage biscuit I just ate.
When my relief shows up I am so getting the hell out of here.
