I'm in a ripe, foul mood this morning. Last week, I got a package of form letters from the ex-college's human resource department telling me to hand back my parking pass and my school ID or else no last paycheck. What? I think I still have the IDs from the last two places that I worked. It was like they caught me dipping into petty cash drawer or something. Whatever. Here take the stupid thing.

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