Everytime the elevator door opens and it’s not my lab attendant, a little part of my dream of cereal this morning dies.
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Everytime the elevator door opens and it’s not my lab attendant, a little part of my dream of cereal this morning dies.
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*sniff*
I think that has got to be the saddest thing I have heard today.
*wipes tear*
hang in there man.
our amazing and always adaptable tech worker voulentered his body to allow me to eat my cereal.
Thanks