I could have not had a crappier first day at work; it was like God was personally trying to screw me over.
So I had to be at the YMCA for my shift before 5:30, not P.M but A.M, as the crazy as I am I choose this by free will, but that’s not the bad part. So I figured why not make a good impression on Nancy, my boss by arriving early
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