A really fucked-up anniversary.

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It was one year ago yesterday that I last walked into a job I loved, climbed into L114, and kicked serious ass making deliveries while listening to loud metal.

I bitched about that job. I complained about Adam, about the 11 hour days, the screwy directions from salespeople, managers, and purchasing.

But if you told me right now that I could be healthy enough to go back to work, but would die in one year, I'd take that deal in a heartbeat.

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But if you told me right now that I could be healthy enough to go back to work, but would die in one year, I'd take that deal in a heartbeat.


This.. (For me, it's been 9 or 10 years since I worked, but the desire to make that bargain never goes away. It gets less intense, less immediate, but it's always there.)