It's my last day working at the electric shop and I'm stuck in dispatch. Joy. I'm in a foul mood this morning and I somewhat feel bad for the boys I work with, but they also somewhat deserve it. If I hear how minnesota was oh so much colder than it is here one more time, I'm going to lose it. I get it, missions are hard. You're home now and you're married so get over it.
But after I mellow out, I'm sure I'll miss this place. We get free lunch pretty often, and everyone likes to tease you. It's a pretty fun place to work. But no work for two months sounds pretty good right about now.
The end
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