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| Current music: | paperwork |
Unfair!
Yes, after this lovely last week or so, where I was in constant danger, I am still kept at work late today! I'm tired, sore, shaken up and still sitting at my desk.
I spent a good deal of the day with Moody, answering his questions about all I saw while on duty. As if I really wanted to relive seeing a few co-workers fall over dead. Then, I was passed on to another individual who asked questions, and another, and another.
When I return to my office, there's a huge stack of paperwork. all on the same bloody topic. And I'm not allowed to go home until it's all finished and filed away where it needs to be filed!
Why am I taking the time to rant here? Just needed a break. My hands are hurting from writing with a quill so bloody long.
Sometimes, I really hate this job.
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