Back from NYC.
The planeride from hell.
A little drunk.
Met New Boss today.
Asshole.
I shit you not.
Biggest Asswipe EVER.
Feeling bloated.
Want to sleep.
Lonely.
Depressed.
Flirted with Jeff today.
Asked him for a job.
Told him I’d mop floors.
Anything’s better that working for the New Asshole and his counterpart, Big Boss.
Fuck.
I’m fucked until I can find a new position.
If the handwriting was on the wall a few weeks ago, it’s now a neon sign.
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