I'm working at Target. [I'm sure Beth likes that idea], but it fucking sucks. I'm working the 'remodel'. All I do it lift shit, move shit, and move some more shit. I move 42 fucking bikes yesterday, from one side of the store, to the other... one-at-a-fucking-time. I know I need to be thankful for the idea that I have a job, but there is no way I'm
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