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From outside the window I heard the reply, “aw man, I’m sorry.” Startled into half consciousness, I saw the source of the reply through the cracks of the blinds: A man on a ladder with a paint scraper, presumably preparing to paint around the window. By the time I went downstairs to see exactly what he was doing, he was gone.
About ten minutes after all this, I got a call from Chili’s asking if I could start my training today. So I’ll finally be working for the first time in six weeks, and I’m actually looking forward to it.
That is fucking funny