"How are you today?"
"Good... How are you?" mumble mumble
"Are you okay? You seem... Tired?"
"That seems to be the constant state of affair..." grumble grumble
"Haha! Well, it is Monday! It's just because you have your jacket and shades on..."
"You're right! It must be because it's Monday."
I'm pretty sure I seemed like an angry lady. How can you not be angry if you work for 9 hours and you're in my situation? Can someone just decide for me? If not then can a meteor fall out of the sky and squish me? I can't do this. I'm so conflicted.
I don't know why you put up with me, but if you didn't exist I don't think I would be able to either. You're always the best even when I'm the worst. :)
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