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Job issues

Finally kinda figured why I hate my job..
Firstly prisons - I was attacked a few years back by a junkie who held a blood filled syringe to my throat while demanding the contents of my shops till. Now I spend several hours a month in the presence of other criminals who I’m scared of. This triggers panic attacks sometimes.

Vegetarian - I’m a veggie yet right now I’m making phone calls to go to slaughter houses… That smell never leaves you.

Boss - Is a dick. Yells at me before I go away on holidays. When I get back he’s all nice to me because the guy who controls if we keep the contract loves me.. I’m never awarded for hard work or for clocking in 44hrs in a week yet I’m contracted for 39.. I get no extra time off for this or more pay.

Basically I want to leave but I can’t without another job lined up and I haven’t heard from any I’ve applied for…
I’m going to eat a lot of chocolate later… And cake.

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season 4 alternate ending:
 lady stoneheart’s appearance 

The outlaws parted as she came forward, saying no word. When she lowered her hood, something tightened inside Merrett’s chest, and for a moment he could not breathe. No. No, I saw her die. She was dead for a day and night before they stripped her naked and threw her body in the river. Raymund opened her throat from ear to ear. She was dead.Her cloak and collar hid the gash his brother’s blade had made, but her face was even worse than he remembered. The flesh had gone pudding soft in the water and turned the color of curdled milk. Half her hair was gone and the rest had turned as white and brittle as a crone’s. Beneath her ravaged scalp, her face was shredded skin and black blood where she had raked herself with her nails. But her eyes were the most terrible thing. Her eyes saw him, and they hated.

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