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Young Adult (18-35)
British, England - Received Pronunciation (RP, BBC)
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I think I'm miserable, Sam. I wouldn't want him to know that. It doesn't seem fair in him. But between you and me, hon, I think I'm pretty ******* miserable right now. I mean, today he thinks I'm on the career ladder because I wear this ****** suit to the office. But I'm not, though, Sam, I'm going nowhere surrounded by idiots, Nicole from accounts stinking of custard creams and talking all the ******* time. It's killing me. The weeks go by every day, the same **** I'll be doing the stock take and the data entry till I'm dead in the ground. And it won't have made the slightest bit of difference to no one. I wouldn't even mind it. You know it's work. It's paying the bills. But it's so ******* serious, though I'm in there all day giving them all of my ******* time and I swear it, right? Sometimes at night I can see all the days I've given them all huddled together in this massive crowd at the foot of my bed, laughing at me when I'm trying to sleep, we're still young. For fox sake, we could sell the car, leave the flat funk off for a year. We could live in Spain. I could get a job in a bar. He could be a waiter. We could swim naked in the sea. We could get drunk in the afternoons and sleep it off on the beach. We could