I met up with my husband yesterday at the farmer's market, and we bought our veggies for the week before walking up to Trader Joe's to look for their prenatal vitamins, which are the only ones that don't make me sick to my stomach, so I'm a total diva about them
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Also, sometimes, I just want to screech "I WORK FOR THE PEACE CORPS! GO BOTHER SOME ASSHOLE INVESTMENT BANKER OR SOMETHING!"
But I am way too mature for that.
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Ditto that! I get that whenever I try to grab something for lunch in Kendall Square, which I then bring back to eat in my office. (They are right in front of the COOP.) Some of us are on the clock, and many of us are on a university's payroll.
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My normal solution is to to tell a white lie: "Oh, I already talked to your colleague down the street!" I hate being rude because mostly they're just overly earnest college kids who got duped by the "Make $700/wk working for the environment!" signs plastered all over campus.
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