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Not So Fast!

   
   In my mind are words starting to form statements I would not like to be spoken too soon. Adjustments to personalities, environment and all that was just new to me left to be dealt with for a new workplace seemed to overwhelm me. Nostalgic of the same feeling when I was just hired some place some months back, I was that thank-you-filled somebody being fetched from a workplace by the SUV and being driven by a gracious employee. Then things gone not so good that I had to go back to square one. Now, again with the slack-jawed me, I am thankful of things that are falling to place. My new post has these apparatuses I have not touched even when I was a student vet. With an inkling about all these machines, I would like to believe that I am pushing loosely the buttons to that of no-fuss performance. Surrounded with vivacious workmates, I easily got disclosed with each of them.













     I am thankful, really, really am, for the chance of working this fun. This feeling of victory I am praying to last long. But, most gracious G-d, if ever for the smooth flow of what’s going on be momentarily, give me the strength, again, of rising up.  

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