I canā€™t really share any specific details but Iā€™m gasping and scandalized on a regular basis.Ā Ā I will say that once I got to overhear an outlandishly wealthy person talking about geopolitics and investment outlooks several years before things relating to what they talked about popped off and it kind of broke my brain a little bit and made me feel skeptical of media narratives.Ā Ā If I told you more Iā€™d have to kill you šŸ˜” Once I was pretty sure I uncovered an international sex trafficking ring related to a flop beauty pageant I had never heard of and fell down a Google search rabbit hole about it but I didnā€™t really do anything about it. In the course and scope of my employment Iā€™ve heard about a lot of people being killed or grievously injured by motorcycle wrecks even with the proper protective equipment and precautions and defensive driving.Ā Ā had their scalps ripped off and their leg bones rip through their skin etc so I would say donā€™t ride a motorcycle. In another life I worked as a hostess at a restaurant which was a job my (niche famous post-punk musician) boss made up for me because he was a client of my dad and liked the way I dressed/thought I was cool.Ā Ā Ā Because there was only one hostess people would often ask me if I was his wife or the wife of the chef and I always had to laugh.Ā Ā Ā My coworkers always asked me if I had OCD because I would regularly wash my hands according to food safety guidelines.Ā Ā One of my coworkers (who had a tattoo in honor of our boss) had a nosebleed and left a long trail of blood all through the restaurant which I noticed and cleaned up.Ā Ā He was so grateful that I did it like I did it as a personal favor to him but I was just mortified at the idea of customers seeing it.Ā  I worked at a farmers market and after I left it was discovered that the farmers market manager had been embezzling money and she died not too long after because it turned out she had cancerā€¦ so maybe thatā€™s why she did that.Ā  This is another silly workplace story I shared on here recently about my job at a vintage costume rental shop combination antique bookstore combination dance studio.
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