My first part time job is before my second one, i.e. after my first unemployment, which is, surprisingly also my last and 67th unemployments. Taking a job is not a matter of money. It is about surviving with the money per hour that is gained. Why work so hard when you do not experience any experience? Study any study? Fly any fly, play any play, test any test, force any force, or make many friends?
Friends are of what humans called school. They categorize a group of individuals who live together, hunt food together, sometimes steal money from other groups of individuals and get trapped somehow in human tanks, as the aforementioned definition. A group of bees, on the other hand, are called hives by the friends. Regardless, bees are hard-working part-time workers. They do not work when they are sleeping, and their hardwork is always sabotaged by friends.
Talking about hard-workers, humans are the opposite of that. Other than yellow solution which mellows down the flush, or brown cake which is eaten by grasses, humans produce 0 products.
Is life only interesting during school? I do not want to believe that is true.
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