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[verloren1983]

*curls up into a ball and cries*

I. Hate. My. Job.

The holidays are bad enough. But today... the photo machine jammed up on me FOUR TIMES. And each time I had to spend at least ten minutes pulling out prints dripping with chemicals so that I could print more... for a little while, anyway, till it jammed up again. GAH. And the thing is? There's a

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[aiwritingfic]

*hugs* I'm sorry to hear that. Stay sane, and I hope the machine doesn't jam too much. (Get a tech in ASAP though!)

[verloren1983]

Yeah, hopefully either the problem fixed itself (sounds stupid, but it really does happen sometimes) or Sean called a tech already and someone's there. We can't run the lab like that. Especially this time of year.

*curls up on* I have to go to work in about an hour and a half. I'm scared to go in and find out the unholy disaster I have to deal with. *sniffles*

[aiwritingfic]

*pets* I'm rooting for you.