Not THAT kind of job!

It’s pretty bad that I’m nervous about getting a job partly because I know my over/under (erm, so to speak…) on getting involved with coworkers. I run mental fuck numbers on passers-by while I wait for my interviewers.

Of course, maybe getting some ass on a conference room table will help me forget the two hopeless crushes I have.

Dare to dream, people. Dare to dream.

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