A few weeks ago I wrote a letter of amends to a woman I worked for right before I went into rehab. She fired me for smelling like alcohol on the job. My job was to take care of the elderly and invalid in their homes, so you can imagine that my smelling like cheap-ass, sour wine didn't go over well with the hobbly old folks
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