my dog died this morning. I had to watch him covered in vomit and feces breathing like he had 100 punds of brins on his rib cage.... work wouldn't let me go home even though I got to work only 25 minutes after he went... bastards... I couldn't stop crying at work and my department manager didn't care she just kept ordering me around and all... I
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