Takes me back to the days when technology meant green line colored screen
When every step we took took pages and pages of input,
The disability job service is reaching out to me now trying to find fir me a creepie ass job utilizing none if my skill sets,
I want a job for the next twenty years ,
Not a job Alice,
One I can do well while I work for me,
Developing my writing and my YouTube,
Talk to a fellow to sell life insurance tomorrow,
Nine thirty,am,
Why oh why could Zoom not work,
I went from email to zoom,
Zoom continue to imagine what I really wanted was to run a meeting,
I waited month for this class,
Heck no,
Hate my kitten wanted to cuddle and I just wanted to get to a meeting that would teach me a useful skill,
Or to assist redefining what I knew of sales,
Oooooooh!
Where’s a time machine when I need one?
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