Thursday is the day of work that I dread the most. On this day at the home we play bingo. The catholic ladies volunteer there plentiful time for this. You would think that they would be kind and gentle. But on the contrere. They are possibly the meanest, grumpiest, greenest, little, virgin nuns that walk this town. I just happen to have hit the lottery with my chances of meeting them all.
I try and try to help them. I go to break early so the floor is dry. I change all table clothes this day so they won't complain. I eveb try to move tables where they like in order to please them. Go figure none of it works. No matter who you are what you do. They will find you and they will eat you.
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