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...I need to invest in stress balls. Or maybe a punching bag. Along with a trip to northwestern Indiana, so I can meet Lance, throw as many pairs of shoes as I can fit in one suitcase at her drive somewhere by myself for a good long while whilst blaring my music and enjoying the strange looks I get, and get away from the menial tasks of working at Wal-Mart and having to follow meticulous unwritten rules that put my job on the line.
I love my job. There are just certain things about it that make it extremely trying on my patience.
Kai, come sit with me and remind me that I really do have the patience for this.
I love my job. There are just certain things about it that make it extremely trying on my patience.
Kai, come sit with me and remind me that I really do have the patience for this.