I Stole A Job

That’s what no one knew. I actually had to steal a job.

In my defense, I was a new graduate of a paralegal school in Atlanta and was out job-shopping with my shiny new post-grad degree like all of us were. Twelve people determined to get new training and move on to better (and hopefully more higher-paying) work in the legal field.

But, ruthlessness deserves ruthlessness. Or so I thought.

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Writer/Author/Super-Reader, and old-school hard to impress fiercely independent journalist. “Older woman on life’s hamster wheel with pellets to drop.”

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