Screenshot of the tumblr post at https://www.tumblr.com/sailorbryant/149429272264/a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy-bad-news-our-boss. OP by a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy: Bad News: Our boss locked the keys inside the building. Good News: We didn't have to wait around for a locksmith. Bad News: My boss finds it very concerning that I know how to pick locks, and tried to unlock my Tragic Backstory™. I was too embarrassed to admit that the reason I learned was because, at thirteen, I figured that was the kind of skill that would impress cute girls. Good News: A cute girl saw me do it. Bad News: It was Maggie, and since she's already seen me fall out of several trees, cry because I saw a fawn that was just too damn small, and knows I can ride a unicycle, she'll never think I'm cool no matter what I do. It's too late. She knows. [End OP] Reblog reply by sailorbryant: There are million dollar blockbuster movies that were less entertaining than the rollercoaster this post just took me on.
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