"Another crappy job. Pretending I care and letting people talk to me like I'm 16 and a moron. There are some nice people. They nod. Wide eyed, pitiful.You tell them you won't always work here. But someone's gotta pay the bills. I think I like them even less. I wish I could travel into the future to make sure I'm not still it this cul-de-sac of a job in ten years time. Then if I was, at least I could just get on with it and save myself the embarrassment.
On second thoughts.. Ignorance is bliss.
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