I'm not entirely sure where I got it from, because both of my parents were workaholics.
For some reason, it just never made sense to me that I should prioritize spending time at work over spending time with my friends and family.
I am from the warrior class. Military all the way back to the Civil War. Except me. I became the pot smoking, acid dropping college student, but I still carry remnants of the loyalty/dedication bug.
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