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I joined a temp agency called AES. I've been getting a lot of hours at a local call center called Intelesure. The first day, I thought I was going to die from the soul-sucking, mind-numbing bullshit that was the day. But after a long talk with myself, I find that I quite enjoy the work. I get good hours, for good pay. I made more on my first day then I made in a month at my last job [as a sign waver]. By the end of this month, I may be able to pay for my whole cosplay and a ball joint doll, along with my tattoo, by myself. I'll be able to pay my debt on m