I know when I'm being mocked

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So I was sitting at my dinner table when my cell phone rings. I don't recognize the number, but take the call anyway. It's the manager at the local Sears, and he says he's reviewed my application and decided to hire me. I, of course, was ecstatic. We talk turkey; hours, benefits, salary, all that good stuff. And the whole time, I'm just relieved as all heck that I've finally founda job and that my roommates-to-be won't have to kill me.

Then I woke up.

Needless to say, I'm in a kinda sour mood right now.