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I present the sample cubicle job existence that I actually loved. I was really productive at this job sweet too. I won those office awards that don't really mean anything. You just get to hang another Xerox'ed award at your desk, and maybe if you're lucky, you're going to Bennigan's on the boss. Yahoo! Drinking beer and eating sweet stale nuts with people that don't get you at all as an award. Yes! Me: PPS. This is Melissa. I'm so excited to help you. [Press mute button] Not really. Patient: Yeah, I'm at the dern pharmacy and sweet these jackass fools say I can't (pronounced with a long A sound) have my damn Valiums and Oxycontins early. I have to go out of town for a week for my wife's tattoo convention and this shit here ain't right. Me: Okay, well, let me have your ID number please. Patient: My ID number? What in sam hell kind of operation are you running? I just called you, shouldn't it be up on the screen there, lady?
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