April 2012
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No word of a lie,
a coworker, a fully grown man no less, just called me, and I quote, “Greggy poo”. There goes lunch. I may vomit. Add this to the growing list of reasons this place makes me want to rip my eyelids off and soak in kerosene.
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At my desk having soup, listening to the Stones, while most are away having training. Peace and quiet on a Friday afternoon. Also known as the only time I like my job.