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A few tips to make your experience a pleasant one:
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I’m rebranding this thing as The Co-op Student Chronicles. The new shtick is that every post’s title will refer to lyrics or song titles from Fastball’s landmark 1998 album “All the Pain Money Can Buy.”
So the co-op student waltzes into work yesterday half an hour late with several layers of bandages taped all over his [...]
The co-op student goes in for face surgery tomorrow. I completely expect him to try to start selling his painkillers at the mall kiosk the following day.
In other news, it was very warm today and to celebrate, Sherry roasted a chicken. It tasted like Jesus and thyme but now my apartment is very hot.
The head/face injury hasn’t diminished the co-op student’s razor wit.
“That guy’s such a fucking flamer. I just wanna punch him, don’t you?”
“This fucking chapstick is so fucking expensive. It’s like $5.27 a tube.”