Open Your Eyes

Every evening my husband comes home from work with a new story. Usually involving someone telling him he’s doing his job wrong.

My husband is Damn good at his job. He’s the reason his department makes money. but the people he works for don’t seem to know that.

Come on, give credit where credit is due.

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I am a poetess, a mother-to-be, a pround woman, and stubborn beyound reason. View all posts by lowkiespeaks

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