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sometimes this job doesn't suck.

sometimes this job sucks.

I wouldn't want your job on a day like this. If your job sucks more than sometimes...maybe you should quit. It's not my fault. I didn't put you there. We didn't put you there. They didn't put you there. You put yourself there. You sold out. Now you're paying for it.  You pay what you get for. You get what you pay for. 

It's not about the money. I know what a "living wage" is in Seattle. I know how much money you make. I know how much money I make. I know how much money I should be making. If it was about the money I would've kept moving in 1997.

You gotta do what you wanna do. Don't blame it on your family or your "responsibilities"

Do what you need to do.

Tyler's one-of-a-kind sampler

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I like this post. I like this post a lot.

I hope that was a picture of yesterday.

Yo, that photo was taken as I watched the clock tick down to the 40 pound FedEx run from fucking G&D on Thursday. And a moment later I believe you were dispatched $120.00 worth of 'teeners all due in 11 minutes, and you delivered them all in 9 minutes and got paid $1.20. Is this the life or what?

ha ha. tom finally pulled that line on me yesterday after i asked him if he was gonna pay for my chiropractor bills

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