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Thursday, November 10, 2011
Day 258: I choose to be happy even though the world will always suck
So, I love my job. It may not seem like it, but for the most part, I get excited to go to work because I get to hang out and talk to all the amazing people I work with. I have fun. There's only a few people I don't get along with and even then, that can't keep me from the casino. I have never liked my job. It's always been something that I HAD to do, not something I wanted to do or enjoyed. And really, if you are devoting five days a week, eight or more hours a day to an employer, you really ought to enjoy being there. This is the first place, where something better came along and I've actually delayed leaving and even considering trying to make two jobs work now because I really love it there.
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