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when life sucks… You can always see it from the bright side

Great, now you have a lunchbox for tomorrow

Today, I was driving and someone was following me across the city and wouldn’t let up, so I drove past my house, thinking it was a stalker. Eventually I lost them on the highway. It wasn’t until I’d gotten back home that I remembered that my ‘stalker’ was a coworker I’d invited over for lunch. FML

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