Why Did I Accept the Job?

I accepted the job because I needed the paycheck to pay off my extensive collection of vintage teapots.

Or maybe it was because I wanted to see if it's possible to survive on a diet of nothing but coffee and despair.

Or possibly it was because I heard the office fridge has a mysterious stash of expired but still-edible Cheetos.

But let's be real, it's probably because I just couldn't resist the allure of a 9-to-5 existence, complete with fluorescent lighting and the soothing sounds of micromanaging.

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