Alright, so yesterday I was
Alright, so yesterday I was crabby at work for no particularly well-defined reason. That said, nothing has changed. I have finally come to a concrete understanding of the career gripes I've always heard from people a little older than me in jobs like this one: There comes a time when cleaning coffee makers, making copies, filing stacks of (mis)organized paper, and answering phones in a happy voice just isn't going to keep you well-adjusted. I can sense that time waiting right around the corner. Perhaps spending forty grand on graduate school causes it.
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