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| I think his pretestiment started before he even got into the meeting room. | |
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| Then, the profligate Chuck walked in, fashionably late with his sartorial display. | |
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| Yeah. He's such a suck-up towards the boss and does more than requisite objectives for his job. | |
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| I don't understand how someone can carry such a large onus and keep their smooth demeanor. | |
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| Don't worry about him anymore. Let's go cloy ourselves by eating at that amazing pastry joint downtown. | |
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