Unfortunately, unlike Anne Hathaway I do not receive free designer clothes at my place of employment...rather constant ridicule and displays of dissatisfaction. It does make one less eager to set foot even within five miles of the office, but alas I have no choice but to toil through Wednesday meetings. It is a shame really due to the fact that everyone else in the office is wonderful. As they say...one rotten apple spoils the bunch.
Even so, my current situation far exceeds that of my experience in the corporate world. I have had enough praying before staff meetings to last me several lifetimes and that time clock was enough to drive anyone to madness. I have traded that misery for a lesser punishment - which mainly concerns my mental health on Wednesdays and the sacrifice of my automobile. Yes, my car is as worn down as a street-walker and unlike Pretty Woman, Richard Gere is not going to come by and sweep it off its feet. I watch powerless as the odometer clicks away my extended warranty. Thank goodness for the good gas mileage though, which has even improved as I have worn in the engine quite sufficiently. Speaking of gas prices, they are a force to be reckoned with...I have never watched gas prices as religiously as I do now...the life of an outside sales rep who does not have the luxury of a company car.
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