Forgive me, be merciful and heal me; for I have sinned against you and know the errors of my ways.
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There hasn’t been a lot of time for Jimmy to pile too many personal possessions around the place, but I miss the few that were there as soon as I walk past his desk. I guess he didn’t need to be fired after all. Turns out that Mark and Devin weren’t the problem. Jimmy wasn’t even the problem. I was.
I spend the morning at my desk, not doing a damn thing, and when Haley rings my desk to find out what the hell is going on, I tell her to mind her own business and get back to work.
That’ll teach her to mix friends and the workplace, I guess. What a good environment we’re developing here. Bring us your loved and your desperate, and we’ll work them through the grinder until they run for
