Yesterday I spotted a woman with a child who was screaming its lungs out and having a twitch fit in its kid-habitat. I closed my register as she was walking up to me, and walked away quickly. She didn't question it (I hope) and took her wailing nightmare to New Girl's register.
Today I enjoyed berating someone for attempting to leave a mess for me to clean up.
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You and I,
We were born to die.
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