May 23, 2013
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Work stuff
It doesn’t matter which office I go to, the fact of the matter is that the printer hates me. Today the printer died. They always do, it seems I have the magic touch. *sigh*
I also work in an office full of youngsters. One of my colleagues asked me how old I was. She thought I was 23 tops or closer to her age of 19… she couldn’t believe that id be turning 29 this year. . Man I feel ancient
