Fell out of the bed of a moving truck when I was 17, broke my left clavicle and right fibula...couldn’t even use a crutch, my buddy had to wheel me around our high school for three whole weeks.
Never have I ever spat in my boss’s face (although I’ve dreamt about it at every job I’ve ever had).
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