Friday I was driving around the community delivering brochures about the program I work for (sidebar: this is the part of my job I hate the most…my reason for wanting to quit actually). Anyway, I was in what was not necessarily the best neighborhood but I passed a branch of my bank, Teacher’s Federal Credit Union (no, you don’t have to be a
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I bought tickets last December and I forgot about them until about two days ago. And no one from Vermont can go with me. And I don't want to go by myself. Wanna go "root root root for the home team" with me? I should mention two things: they're bleacher seats...and it's the alcohol free section. According to Sarah the L, that last one matters!
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