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"Hey Marcus?" Bob the supervisor walked into my office, I cant wait to here what hes going to say, it's usually the same thing every time. He's trying to make friends with me to prove he's not racist because i'm the only black purson in the building and racism makes the numbers go down.
"How yah doing Bob? What's up?" I replied in my polite voice.
"Just wanting to check on how everything was adding up?" Bob said. I can't stand this fool, if he knew anything about my job discription he would knoiw that I dont add anything, I put in the charges under the names of who turned them in and send them off of to the people that do the adding.
''It's adding up great Bob, just a few more and I'll be finished with my shift." I said as nicely as possible.
"Wanted to talk to you about that, is their anyway you can come in for the office meeting tomorrow about the Time Shares?" Bob said like an idiot.
"Bob im not apart of the Time Share coders, that is not in my job discription."
"Oh?" Bob said confused, I hate Bob so much.
"So you cant make it?"
"Get the hell out Bob."

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