Dec 07, 2007 14:30
I just farted and it smells like coffee.
Also, I hate my job.
And I hate my job, and I would quit today if I hadn't promised to play nice through the week.
And I'm going to quit at the end of the month, just like I said, regardless of the fact that they'll be short on people. Screw 'em all.
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That's a lie. I like my job. I only hate my boss. That's it.