Huzzah! I never ever have to drag my poor body out of bed at half five in the morning to get to work for seven. I have five working days left and then my working life is over for the next million years. Sunday is my last shift at Wetherspoon's and I hope I make it through the dinner time rush without collapsing in a lake of snot. I leave a week on
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