asked:
In Las Vegas I worked at a stapling machine for those coupon books for a casino on the strip, it was like an old treadle machine that you geared with the pads of your feet for speed in the execution of them….I loathed that job….I lasted three weeks. How about you?????
*BTW Things got immeasureably better after I bit the bullet ant to the jiob, when I gathered my wit and one remaining nerve, to decide that it just was NOT worth it to stay at the job????