So I'm sitting here at work, kicked out of training because I already know everything they're trying to teach me, and thinking about what I should do to waste my time before Landon comes to pick me up. So I decide to blog. BAD IDEA. First of all, the spacebar on this fucking computer doesn't work properly so I've been using the backspace button much more than any human should, and, this PC isn't exactly private, so I've been looking over my shoulder every ten seconds. One good thing about being back at work; I feel welcome. Len calls me "Case", which I love more than I could ever describe, and Lee is here, and no longer a manager which means I can swear at him and he can't tell me to shut up. I like Lee. He's innocently tragic in some way and always draws me in, making me more and more curious about his goings on outside of work. It's like there's some deep dark secret he's trying to hide. Being back at work has no other benefit (besides moola of course) than my ever growing attempt to get to know Lee. Yes, I did tell Lee to read my blog today, and therefore felt it necessary to include him in my ramblings. For those loyal readers, join me in my curiosity. That way, when I do discover that Lee is the Dexter of Saskatoon, you'll be the first to know.
Work is inevitable in this wonderful western civilization, so I dedicate this blog to focusing on the good things, rather than the bad. Discovering serial killers being the goodest.
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