I work for a real bitch. She's constantly nagging me, and I get exhausted cleaning up after her and the offsprings. Yeah, she pays me, so I can't complain too much, but ugh...I can't stand her. She came in, yelling at me again, telling me she had to pick up the offsprings, and I better have this place cleaned up...blah, blah, blah. When she walked out the door, I started picking up the plates and putting them away. I noticed that, right next to the plates, there was a bottle of pills. There weren'

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