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Even Though No One Else Is Patting You On The Back, Self Appreciation Isn't The Wisest Idea

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Especially when the aforementioned self-apprecation is you stating that "Yes. I am on top of things!" While this might sound quite innocent to those of you not familiar with Workplace Perverts, for those of you who are, you know how mortified I was once those words slipped past my lips.

Not just any Workplace Pervert, but the WP who is married, has asked me out, makes annoying suggestive comments and just the other day walked into my office and asked me to stick my tounge out.

Yes.

You read correctly. Asked. Me. To. Stick. My. Tounge. Out.

At that, I simply asked him how his wife would feel about it.

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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

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I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.


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