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Originally Posted by AliceNWondrland
I used to work at a daycare right after I had my daughter, who is now almost 19. I was married to a complete loser who wouldn't work and I was pregnant again, and we had no food...ever. So I would wait until the kids were asleep at naptime and go into the kitchen and devour as much food and juice as I could in a couple of minutes, because I was deathly afraid of getting caught and I didn't want to be in there too long. One day I went into the kitchen and there was a sign on the refrigerator door that said the food and juice was for the children (of course I already knew that), and that all employees should bring their own food to work. After that I would sometimes go for days without eating, but I would still sneak and drink some juice every day.
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That's fucked up, Alice.. That's really, really fucked up.
There's nowhere I can't reach.