Boy, Fridays aren’t the beacon of rest… or the promise of a peaceful weekend. Today was supposed to be the day of my interview for the receptionist and I remembered I had to be in flawless appearance, but in the morning at 6:30 am, so I had to run and shower as fast as possible. How could I forget the damn hair last night is beyond me, but I
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