This poem makes me think of amazing things. How music can evoke so much, for example; how it can be indicative of anything. And so, I bring you the much talked about "this is how you remind me" post.
Today was my last day of training. I don't know if I mentioned it, but I loved working at the training store so much. They got me (and the other trainee) a going away gift basket and everything
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Three weeks of good days, a kickass day at BK, a going away gift from the Training Crew, and all around great month...all that ruined because of some fucktard at Taco Bell
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