Growing up though, we was poor as fuck so at one point all our furniture including beds(smmfh) were picked out the trash.
We came a long way since then. Shout out to my parents for finding a way to make it through all that adversity. Best part about it is that my sister never had to see any of that and she grew up and is growing up spoiled.
So the job I'm temping at offered me a regular position when my contract is up making pretty good money. Imma take the shit but this isnt necessarily where I want to be.
Its a really small company with a new owner that is restructuring shit. I really dont feel like going through the growing pains with them, and the upward mobility and useful knowledge/skills is limited here.
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