So, I lost my AMAZING job today. When I say amazing, it involved me coming home stinking of dishwater and losing chunks of my fingers on a daily basis. I didn't think I was entirely useless at what I did, I mean it took all the mental acuity of a cucumber to do it, yet I still buggered it up. To sedate my angst and misery, I've come up with the ONLY conclusion as to why I got fired that makes sense to me.
My CV really does say this.
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