Slave/screw-driver
I know what a screw (clean literal not the dirty interpretation) feels like now...1912 and I'm still at work..... It's a good thing I decided to quit while I'm ahead, namely this friday. When one of the perm staff jokingly mentioned that I should apply to be a full perm staff, I had shivers of horrors which I'm pretty sure it showed blatantly on my face. And it did not help that I answered without much thinking/censoring with an emphatic NOooooo.
Dear Friday,
You simply cannot come fast enough.
Tgiff (Thank God it's friday, finally) man. \m/
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