Post forty-four

[acquiredone]

I realized something while I was on my little vacation from work - I totally hate my job. Like, I need to find a job doing something that I enjoy more, that doesn't involve sucking up to some manager and playing the corporate game. Nothing that involves a uniform, or being around really strict people. I saw a bakery down the street that was looking

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[doppelgänger]

[nightpalsy]

You should probably spend less time talking about getting another job and actually work on getting one, Pasithea.

[acquiredone]

That's what I'm trying to do, Hypnos.

[doppelgänger]

[nightpalsy]

Think about trying a little harder. Complaints get you nowhere.

[acquiredone]

Huh? How is anything I wrote complaining?

[doppelgänger]

[nightpalsy]

I totally hate my job? Is a complaint. Or do you not pay attention to what you write?

[acquiredone]

I thought it was more of an observation... And yeah, I pay attention to what I write. Are you feeling alright?

[doppelgänger]

[nightpalsy]

I didn't write the English language. Look it up. Why are you asking?

[acquiredone]

...okay. Well, you seem different, that's why.

[doppelgänger]

[nightpalsy]

And you're exactly the same.

[acquiredone]

Is there something wrong with that?

[doppelgänger]

[nightpalsy]

Something, sure.

[acquiredone]

And what would that be?

[doppelgänger]

[nightpalsy]

Oh, you'd like to know, wouldn't you?

[acquiredone]

I thought I did, but now I'm just thinking I really don't.

[doppelgänger]

[nightpalsy]

I wouldn't tell you regardless.

[acquiredone]

Yeah, I got that impression.