... a percolation of coffee urns, a striping of surpervisors, a murder of crows...
she hasn't quite got it all figured out yet. her brain is still on information overload. so much that she's had to have a nap the last two afternoons.
In high-waisted pants, a leaky back tire, and a brian full of jumbled facts, she faces the day. Is she out save the helpless? rid the world of terror? find the cure for all diseases? no, not this time.
She is
simply
a supervisor in training.
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