GloriousFight
I Hope My Death Makes More Cents Than My Life
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There was a full department meeting today with the finance director of the company I work for, she's a 5'11 blonde middle aged woman with a husband who is a famous local surgeon. In no way is my life comparable to this woman's, and she has lived far better than I could ever dream of.
But during the meeting she kept using the word "we" in an effort to get us to wageslave more efficiently. I snickered during the meeting but she kept going after throwing a look at me.
I reluctantly share a planet, and some degree of mutual interest with them, but there is no "we". They are normies, they have normal love lives and everything they could ever want, I don't have shit and I dream of taking them down one day.
"We We Weee" LMAO
But during the meeting she kept using the word "we" in an effort to get us to wageslave more efficiently. I snickered during the meeting but she kept going after throwing a look at me.
I reluctantly share a planet, and some degree of mutual interest with them, but there is no "we". They are normies, they have normal love lives and everything they could ever want, I don't have shit and I dream of taking them down one day.
"We We Weee" LMAO





