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I think maybe the worst job in the world is working at the Lost Luggage desk at the airport. Every single person you deal with is exhausted, angry, frantic, frustrated, and blaming it all on you. When I lose my luggage I try to sympathize with them, and you can't believe their level of gratitude. Once, I didn't have to wait until the next day for the van to return my bag, the man delivered it personally after he got off work that night.
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Too funny. Ah, if only this had happened to my ex mother in law.
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