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The holiday season really snuck up on me this year.
It's been a rough one, honestly. After losing my job working in insurance almost five months ago, life has been a bit of a scramble. I've been in-and-out of odd jobs, the most recent being a short stint at a gas station up the road from my house. I won't name the gas station out of some weird, deeply ingrained deference to employers that's inherent to capitalism. I ran into a recurring issue with my pay that took a while to resolve.
Actually, fuck it, I worked at Circle K for a month and they took two months to pay me for it. So, fuck them I guess.
I mentioned in a recent post that I've been floundering a bit trying to get my feet back under me. Every time I think I've got things back under control, something hits me like, "Wow, it's Thanksgiving today," or, "fuck, Trump is still president." Running around trying to put out little fires sure as hell makes the time pass faster than whatever the pleasant opposite of that is — maybe setting little cozy fires that I can put out later.
What was I saying?
Oh yeah, happy Thanksgiving and fuck Circle K.