598,000 jobs lost in January. Let’s do it all together, shall we? Insert “brother, can you spare a…” gag. Sigh ironically. Invoke the deity. Silently hope you don’t get canned while acknowledging said deity doesn’t exist. Mull over the novelty of quiet desperation. Drink. Repeat. Call ex-girlfriend and lose dignity. Wake up to awful reality. Repeat.
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