life, apparently

first, how can you be so incredibly f*d up at 9 am? second, do ya really think it is a good idea to come to work f*d up? your job involves climbing up tall ladders and standing on sloped surfaces. I wouldn't do it sober, I'm just sayin.

love and sobriety,
apparently

ps - my entire first aid kit includes a blood pressure monitor, elmo band aids, and malox leftover from my pregnancy, so please don't fall. thanks!

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