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“LUNCH BREAK” THEY CALL IT. THIRTY MINUTES. TAKES ME TEN JUST TO GET TO THE STREET AND TEN AGAIN TO GET BACK TO MY DESK. LIKE THERE’S ANYTHING RELAXING OR “BREAK” LIKE IN TRYING TO ORDER, TRANSPORT, AND EAT A DAMNED MEAL IN TEN MINUTES. IT’S ENOUGH TO GIVE YOU AN ULCER.
MIGHT AS WELL JUST STAY IN THE OFFICE. EAT A HANDFUL OF FLIES OR SOME SKITTLES OR SOMETHING. THEN AGAIN, THAT KIND OF ATTITUDE IS WHY I’VE PUT ON SO MUCH WEIGHT.
… THIS JOB SUCKS.
1. Go to the grocery store.
2. Arrange to have your salary paid directly to their head office.
3. Go home.
4. Pick up the paper.
5. Read it for the last time.
Before you finally go ahead and have children, find a couple who already are parents and…
This is why I don’t have children.