Being a busdriver sounds relaxing...

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Don't get me wrong, I love my job - not my place of work, but certainly my job.
It's just that when I come home at 11:30 p.m. on a Saturday I have off and just went in to help N. with his shift, and *then* have to scrub blood out of my underwear that's not my own that I start to wonder.

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Nah, that's a dog bleeding so much it soaked through my scrubs.