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“Megan, people need help at the Information Desk,” Laura, my boss, told me. “Um… Laura, my shift hasn’t started yet. I don’t clock in for another thirty minutes,” I informed her. “Oh, well just make sure you got out on the floor on time. We’re really busy today.” Laura walked away from me. I turned back to my locker where I was placing my purse. I had come in early for my shift at Borders bookstore because I wanted to purchase a few books that I had put on hold. Having Laura tell me to do something wasn’t un
Cheers!!!
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i want to live just a little bit more
my mom wants you to come over for dinner before you move.
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i want to live just a little bit more
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i want to live just a little bit more
sorry to hear about the rude people and yeah im sort of finding myself in a similar situation
except some of my friends act like they know me when its convienent like they need to use/want something
im sick of it to be honest
well i hope your social life redevelops to what it once was if that is prefferable to you
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yeah signatures!
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