Today my boss actually hit me. With her little old fist. Can you believe it? A 65-year-old woman! Then she took five steps back and continued to yell at me through clenched teeth, like she needed to put physical space between us or she would be forced to pummel me with those little bird-like fists. And it was all because I had moved the cursor on an e-mail she was dictating -- lesson learned. Leave that shit alone. 
Fortunately for her, I can't think of anywhere else that would pay me $15 an hour tax-free for hours as flexible as the ones I work. Also, I've been in this situation before. Except it was a Croatian lady, and I worked in the kitchen at her restaurant.
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hahah, I remember your stories about working in that kitchen. That little book of recipes!
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