Friday Feature

( Get Thee Behind Me, Neiman Marcus )

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I'm really fucking sick of trying to do shit that no one's fucking trained me how to fucking do and that we don't fucking support but I get stuck with it anyway because I answer the fucking phone. And then I sound like a blithering fucking idiot on the phone.

My back hurts like baby aliens are using my muscles for musical instruments. I may fake sick and go home early before I rip people's insides out.

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This is the time of the month where I advise you to run away from me and then beg you to cut my uterus out in the same post.