Three-peat

I called it. I got fired yesterday. It's fine but it's not fine. I was suffering in a major way. If I wasn't let go I likely would've quit. I actually had a visceral reaction to dealing with one of the broads in there. She really was blessed to be in an office 3,000 miles away. I took a lot of shit that wouldn't have popped if she was in choking distance.

Anyway, I'm back on the stroll. It's official. I've been fired from some job for 3 years in a row.

What do I win?