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So this year, mornings at work have been very different. There is no longer an ice cream man; it's now a woman. I don't get free ice cream...actually I'd be worried if I did. I'm not here when the coke guy comes in, so no more free drinks. I am here when the 2 liter coke guy comes in, but he's kinda rude. We get along now, but he doesn't give me free stuff. It's a sad world I live in. However...today one of those Schwan delivery trucks came. He gave me a free popsicle and a catalog full of really good looking food. I like the Schwan man. Problem was, the Mayfield woman came in right after him, so I had to hide my popsicle behind the counter, and it got all melty. The Cook's Pest Control guy came in today, too. Man. I know more about his divorce than I really needed to know. Lots of drama, and I know it all.
The stupid magazine made me hungry, but I'm too poor to eat. I may just have to get over it and go get lunch. I do enjoy eating my lunch while watching Days of Our Lives. Do you see what they pay me for? It's slightly ridiculous.
The stupid magazine made me hungry, but I'm too poor to eat. I may just have to get over it and go get lunch. I do enjoy eating my lunch while watching Days of Our Lives. Do you see what they pay me for? It's slightly ridiculous.