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Sunday, October 5, 2008
~ 10:25 PM ~
I have finally stopped referring to my former workplace in the present tense. It was an amicable parting and I miss my old friends. Maybe it was the old space itself I wanted back. And while I much prefer the greater control I now have over my professional life, I still wouldn't mind hitting the phones 4 hours daily, 6th day OT, coaching/hourly/endshift reports, non-budgeted or otherwise.
