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I got three. Degrees. One shy of a phd. And I'm dusting shelves At Walgreens. Too young for ss; Too old for bs. And hr. I fell in the black hole A million times two. Maybe the third Million's the charm? Ima keep clicking, *** the fed got bloodhounds On my cell. Chasing that 55k I can't pay. Or won't... In solidarity with The underemployed... Dusting shelves At a Walgreens near you. ~ P (#HRblues) 4/10/2014
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 1:49 AM UTC
HR Blues
I got three. Degrees. One shy of a phd. And I'm dusting shelves At Walgreens. Too young for ss; Too old for bs. And hr. I fell in the black hole A million times two. Maybe the third Million's the charm? Ima keep clicking, *** the fed got bloodhounds On my cell. Chasing that 55k I can't pay. Or won't... In solidarity with The underemployed... Dusting shelves At a Walgreens near you. ~ P (#HRblues) 4/10/2014
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Apr 10, 2014 at 1:49 AM UTC
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