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You imagine Stephanie is correct. This might be the dream job for some individuals, but it is not for you. You are shocked and outraged by this display of behavior.

"Yes, I do mind, Stephanie. Please show me the quickest route to leave this place," you say in a huff.

Stephanie looks stunned. "Umm. Just take a left out the door and walk to the end of the hall and take the elevator down to the lobby."

You slam the door behind you as you walk briskly to the elevator. You ride the elevator down to the first floor and leave the office building. You climb into your car and put it in reverse. You see the parking sign in front of you. 'Specialist' you think to yourself. What a joke. You back out of the spot and prepare to leave the parking lot to turn left on to the busy road. The rain is still coming down and the pavement is slick. Your wheels spin as you try to turn left, reduced traction causes your car to stall mid-turn, not enough time to get out of the way of oncoming traffic from the left. A giant truck T-bones you causing you and your car to roll over fifteen times. In the process, your body is thrown from the car into another lane of oncoming traffic from the right where your head is run over and squashed by a second truck, spreading your brains across the road.

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