Gentle Art, Lyrical Magic
Drawers with staplers, paper clips, gum and disorganized paperwork is creeping out of you like a thief of the night. The laptops and suits have spilled from your glass of preference. You think and realize "I want to be a surgeon", scalpels and retractors, that is all that makes sense now.
However, it's been years since you sat in a lecture hall, you fear the environment even more than the content itself. The thought of sharing a desk with young ones makes you doubt and wonder but the only thought that lingers is that of wanting to be a surgeon. Blood, accidents, people screaming, the ambulance...the rush.
Work Terms
$60/hr, available Mon - Sun 05:00 - 22:00, prefer to communicate via platform
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