I deleted all the photos I took in front of him and took off saying I’m not his photographer anymore.
That must’ve been awkward!
Turns out, most rules exist for a reason.
Told us to go **** ourselves and got up and went to his desk grabbed his few things and left.
She did the right thing!
She’s static, grabs my arm to look at and compliment it, then asks, “Who’s AJ?”
I just know everyone was applauding him.
She then took screenshots of me walking in looking like a hideous ghoul.
We need more people like him!
I don’t know, and don’t care about what they were talking about.
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