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I'm getting tired of all the goddamn seals at my job. Always popping up in my face every time I turn a corner or move around some boxes. They're not cute, they're not playful, they bare their teeth at everybody, and even if my manager says they aren't technically rabid, they sure as hell smell like they are.
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My boss is a dog, and my job involves a lot of driving with him to make sales and put out fires at our clients. More than once, he has pulled out the "If you're really a team player, you'll stick your head out the window as I'm driving" card on me, and every time I end up coming *this close* to a concussion, traumatic brain injury, or "near-complete but still hanging on by a few fleshy threads and spinal remnants" decapitation. Of course, he never sticks his own head out the window. Always looking straight ahead through the windshield, eyes on the road like a good boy. ---------------- |
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