Just don’t take your dick out an you’ll be fine!
Just don’t take your dick out an you’ll be fine!
Oh my god my brain hurts.
Did you keep your IS in check?
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I did, was always out of frame.
What’s IS?
I consider myself to be somewhat friendly with the warehouse manager where I work. We talk out of work hours. He has been to my house. I’ve been to his house. We’ve ridden our motorcycles together.
I’m laying in hospital and I get a text from him today. They need my set of keys to be returned somehow. I say that’s fine, I have them here. I can give them to someone or he could pick them up himself (as a hint-hint come and visit me type suggestion).
He replies with, no, can’t do that. They need to be brought in. I haven’t replied but I am not going to take that very diplomatically.
My priorities were already being turned somewhere else. This makes it even harder to go back to them when I recover.
WTF? Does he know you can't freakin' move?
I'm out of a job. I wasn't supposed to have one, though.
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^ There must be a story there. Good luck in finding something else, if you want something else. I don't claim to know but I think I thought you were in graduate school...or maybe teaching graduate school.