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Strange Things are Afoot at the Circle K
In other, worser news, I believe I left my little memo book on the register this evening. The little book of "I hate my job, I hate the customers, I can't believe ____ threw away my soda and threatened to send me home" tales that I write when it's slow.
Crap.
Maybe they won't know it's mine? Maybe there is another equally misanthropic employee who drinks Mr. Pibb at the register and keeps a fuckin written record of it?
...
Furthermore, my webcam has a wacky dino font option.
Who the hell communicates in dinosaurs?
Fin.
Crap.
Maybe they won't know it's mine? Maybe there is another equally misanthropic employee who drinks Mr. Pibb at the register and keeps a fuckin written record of it?
...
Furthermore, my webcam has a wacky dino font option.
Who the hell communicates in dinosaurs?
Fin.
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