And yet, they keep applying.
They have no skills and they’re not even helpful.
They actually make more work for me plus I don’t even know whose idea it was to let Susie get pregnant again.
The only break I get from this mayhem is when I lock myself in the bathroom to cry. (Once a day.)
But I must carry on.
Give this card to someone with a flying phobia, they will think you’re really funny.