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told. I pulled the drawer open and it’s all emptied out. Some paper scraps and fasteners linger from the last owner of this desk, but that’s it. I wonder how long they were a Junior Analyst. That name makes this job sound so much more exciting, but in reality, all I do is sift through paperwork, letters, phone calls, telegrams, any kind of correspondence, and try and pick out anything that may be important. And because it’s only my second day, it’s all historical paperwork. None of it is worthwhile because the fun has been taken out of it. Only the boring remains. Man oh man I cannot wait to be able to at least see the words written by somebody important that is still important, or is involved in some important current event. The man that grabbed my neck yesterday just visited my desk. He’s a lot nicer now that he knows I passed the inspection. He told me that I am to go through the stack of folders on my desk and alphabetize them, then mess them up, and reorder them chronologically. He said it’s so coding becomes second nature. Easy enough, just boring.

Is this job taxable?

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A historical novel focused around the life a tuberculosis patient and the Jewish Consumptives' Relief Society in Spivak, Colorado, just outs...

Something Oranje  

A historical novel focused around the life a tuberculosis patient and the Jewish Consumptives' Relief Society in Spivak, Colorado, just outs...

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