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missed calls you’ve reached the voicemail of _______ i’m unable to take your call at the moment please leave your message after the tone. september 21 at 1:35 p.m. so today was my first day at work, and i transferred to a new location, so it’s technically not really my first-first day at work—it’s just my first day at a new location. technically my like, 200-and-something-th day of work, but, like, it doesn’t feel right at all? (don’t worry no one’s being mean to me or anything) like, everything is the same—i know what to do and how to do it and i do it fast and i know everything i’m supposed to say and what i shouldn’t say—but, i don’t know, it all feels so different? like, ok, so today, my whole body would be moving, i’m like in the moment of doing something that requires urgency—like getting this done is the only thing standing between me and this customer whose mask isn’t covering their nose and doesn’t know how to read a menu getting out of the store—but then i’ll just start thinking. i’ll be like, thinking, like, about just everyone at home. what are they doing? i wonder if they still laugh at the same jokes, listen to the same music, have the same coworkers, if they’re happier. i don’t know, this probably doesn’t make sense. i’m the one who moved miles away but it feels like i’m the one who got stuck and left behind. dramatic right?
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