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Personal Narrative: Life On The Road

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Life on the road Travel the miles till your are back home I am a Service Technician for a manufacturing comapny, and as such my job does requires a flexible travel schedule. Should I be called by my employer I may have to begin traveling within hours. There are many times where I may be in town one week and gone the next, or it is possible i will be home for two days and then gone for three. However there are opportunites as well as missed opportunites, in my line of work For instance, The traveling that I do allows for me to visit a great many place, that prior to my career choice I would not have had the opprotunity to see. By far my favorite destination that i have traveled
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