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    Time of death: 10:02 am

    Just notified manager. Her face was classic – plastered smile with quivering lips. Her eyes became a litte reddened, but she was impressive in how she could maintain her level of falseness. Impressive.

    I could have been so ruthless in there. But I wasn’t. Just couldn’t. I guess there are two people in life: the ones who photocopy dictionary pages, circle a word in green highlighter, and hand them to you across the table in a closed-door meeting or ones who are normal and sane. I opted for the latter.

    God it feels good to be free.

    I AM FREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

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    The Perfect Storm

    We have now named our mass exodus from the hellhole known as my current job to — The Perfect Storm. Way back in the day, we all plotted and schemed out…