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Happy to be in my sweats and an old t-shirt, I settled onto the old couch for some trashy reality tv and some time to chat with Samantha after her long day at work and my very weird experience at Club V.
“Seriously, I don’t know if I’ve ever told you how f*****g weird your workplace is, but I think I finally got my fill of it today.”
Samantha laughed gleefully as she sipped a cup of tea and flipped through the channels. “I can’t imagine what you might mean by that.” Her words were sarcastic. The truth was that she must know exactly how f*****g weird the place was. She had to go to work there every day.
“I don’t know how you do it, Sam. All of those people just lying around, f*****g, waiting to f**k, hoping to find someone to f**k, sitting next to me at the bar and hoping that I’m on
