When you look forward to having a Saturday off and pay down debt so much and it saves you hundreds a month. But when you get to that point and then realize you paid down so much you forget to buy yourself food for the week or save enough to get prime rib at the local restaurant. Your bank account says, ''Not this week fucker." It is at that point you cry because it may be months before you get Prime Rib Saturday off from work. All I have to say for myself is, ''I love my job. I love my job. I love my job.'' My job sucks.
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