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The interview went. The job i applied for was filled, but the woman who interviewed me said somethin about cross train, colonoscopy, and 2 weeks. I left very confused. She said it went well, altho i felt like i blew it. I was nervous, tia said this woman was super cool, but i felt out of place. Never been a cool kid tho. Meanwhile my job is going down the drain. I can't breathe, the smoke makes me feel like shit, and i finally found the one gay man on the planet that i don't get along with. He has 2 boy friends, the 3 of them live in a huge posh house on 81st and Harvard, his number one bf bought him a brand new Mercedes. He hates me and i need out. He gets off on fucking me over. Help. Please. Anyway, more later.