My dad was a little concerned when I quit my job last week without an official offer letter from my new company. Then I botched my drug test by drinking too much water. Even though I've never done an illegal drug in my life (except for taking white crosses, which aren't illegal but do require a prescription, one summer in 1989 when I was working on a farm and training for karate in the evenings, which basically required me to sometimes stay awake for two days at a stretch) my parents seemed worried about the test.
Obviously, I passed. I am free of my former employer, picture me shooting them the bird in my rear view.
Onward to better things...
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