gadzooks
Dark Matter
[keratinize my mild-tasting blossoming]
Man, I have been in the system before... I actually remain on "PWD" intermittently between (and, at least up to a certain income threshold, during) jobs, and so I occasionally have to go into the Ministry office for one reason or another...
That place practically gives me PTSD.
Always long lines outside the front door.
Always someone playing rap music incredibly loudly from an old minivan with like zero bass and maximum treble, and often on a scratched CD.
Always at least one altercation between citizen and staff member.
Minimum hour wait just to get to see a worker.
It's definitely the farthest thing from an enjoyable weekday afternoon activity, that's for sure.
Unemployment sucks. I shouldn't have let myself get stuck in a rut.
For me work means moniez, moniez means pleasure, pleasure means me getting clothes and and fine things, which means my self esteem rises, which means I start fucking loads of bitches.
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