I am getting really sick of folding, sorting, typing, and printing religious paraphernalia and it's only my fifth day on the job.
Tomorrow will be our three month anniversary, if you can call it that. The last time that I was in this position, at least I knew what it felt like to say, "I love you," and be sure that I meant it.
My days now consist of
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