I’m sleep deprived but alive.
I’ve forgotten what it is like to “live wiht” salespsople.
I’ve forgotten the taste of corporate Kool-aid
Someone come rescue me please.
I already am deep in the shit. Can you belive that I may make JewelrySlut drive Shmuppie…solo…to FLA and join them there because I need to be in NJ because, apparently, I am someone of great knowledge.
Trust me…you all know me. A half-billion dollar deal somewhat hinges on what I know.
I am so fucked.