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Jenne gets a new job, helping people, much to the jealousy of certain ex boyfriends.
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| Woo hoo! Guess what! I have a brand new job that pays 10.00 an hour! | |
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| So what? You're still a worthless idiot. I'm going to Starbucks. | |
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Little does she realize that she is nothing more than a glorified resource...
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| I'm locked out of all my systems, so you have to take the call for me. What do you mean the customer is screwed? Do you want to tell her that? | |
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| No, sorry. That's YOUR job. Get a brain. | |
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So Jenne spends her days listening to people think they are smarter than she is and who are unable to control their voice inflections, which makes her somewhat sick.
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| IiIi'M TErrY! I neED yOUR HELp! | |
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| I guess this proves that nothing ever turns out the way you want it to... | |
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