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I can't tell if my boss at the theatre likes me or not. Sometimes I think he does, then he'll turn around and do or say something, or even not say something, and it will make me think he hates me. I'm trying to get my work done, but when I'm only there for six hours a day, it's hard to finish things, especially if pressing issues must be taken care of. Like hand delivering thank bags to people all over the city of cleveland. I love non-profit organizations, I'm proud to say I work at one, but the sucky thing about that is I don't get reimbursed for driving all over the freaking city trying to find over 100 different people. Life.