Thursday, September 3, 2015

Touch base


Hey, man, how are you?

Why, I'm fine, farmboy. It's good to see you. How are doing? Aren't you supposed to be at work?

I am. It's my lunch break and so I thought I'd just touch base.

Glad you did. How's work today?

Oh. it's a fuckin' drag, you know? Work is, like, never good. It's just there and it pays the bills and the rent. But it's a job. That's what everyone says. And they're right. It's really awful to be unemployed and worried about money all the time.

Hey, man, lunch is almost over and I have to go back to the fuckin' job. Talk at you later, man.


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