Always, 5 minutes before the 4:00pm deadline, the packaging dept. rushes to leave me several oversized boxes to bring downstairs for the FedEx driver. I frequently drop the “F” bomb under my breathe. Driving to/from work, there is always some clown who makes a dangerous move in his/her car (usually an SUV) at the last second and nearly hits my vehicle.
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