Ray, downtrodden

This is Ray, killer security guard.

Killer great, not killer like he kills people. Ray does not kill people, except with his sassy wit.

You will notice that Ray is carrying a million bags and looking all bent and tired.

And this is me, WALKING RIGHT ON PAST HIM and blatantly ignoring him. I am blurry in the photo because I'm apparently hurrying past my beloved colleague as quickly as possible so that there's absolutely no chance of stopping and asking him if he needs some help.

Leila just sent me this photo.

I don't know why people are friends with me.

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