Imagine sweeping through green fields, floating five feet above ground,

sun on your face as you slide by, on track to your destination,

not a care in the world, as you simply lean back.

And before you know it, you're there.

This is how travel should feel.

And on our trains, it does.

Avanti West Coast, feel good travel.

What is up, Waffle, gang?

I do hope you are well.

My name is Mark, and today we're checking out some more

Reddit stories from our very own subreddit, Mark Narrations. If you do want to get involved,

head on over there, R slash Mark Narrations. Post your own stories. As I said before,

I've been absolutely blown away by the amount of stories on there already. I'm trying to get

through as many as I can because I love the community feel to our own stories and you guys being involved with the channel even more.

It's what we're all about. It's what we do here. But if you are new here, please consider

hit that like, that subscribe, maybe that notification bell too. And let's crack on with today's

stories. Much love, guys. Now, our first story is coming in from Melodic Siren. Was I 17

female, the asshole, for quitting my job? Hello, hello, this occurred a few days ago,

and I know it seems ridiculous, but please hear me out. So I worked as a cashier up until just a bit

ago. I thought it would just be a simple enough,

but it wasn't. And quickly got overwhelming. I had to deal with a lot of nasty people who'd give

me tough times. I dreaded going to work. I'd be stuck in this mental fog for hours

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