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[girlsdontcry_]

I like my job.

I like it when people tell me I made their day in a sincere way.

I like it when old men with glossy green eyes that smile at mine say "God bless you Jennifer", even after I make them pay me three hundred thirty nine dollars for something that I personally see as a rip off.

I like that my signature can save the ass of something that got fucked up.

I like it when I am smiling and laughing about things that have nothing to do with my personal life.

I like walking around the office in heels like I'm on a mission.

I like proving on a daily basis that a woman can put an arrogant suit in his place or show him the door.

I like that I can lean back in my spinny wheeled chair and quote prices and amaze people at the math whiz I am when really I just have everything memorized from repeating it too much.

I like that job security feels like something of nature.

I like that I have my own office with a backdrop of real mountains.

I like that I just referred to myself as a woman. Kind of.

I should be one of those model employees on a commercial equipped with her little telephonic head set and big flashy toothy grin.

The job itself has no meaning to me, but on some days [like this], it sort of insinuates me one.
I'm a good girl.

My happiness is so effortless right now and I think it's cause Autumn finally came around. [I've been kept waiting.]