I hate this fucking job with every fiber of my being. Its not the work. Because the work is easy. Its the fucking people. They are all moronic. They complain about the dumbest shit, shit that's not even my fault. And when I try to explain this to them as simply as I can, they stare with this dumb fuck look.
Look here Rufus. Im sorry I placed your lottery tickets in front of you on the counter while you were busy contemplating your next gamble instead of directly in your hand. Sorry you forgot them were you left them and had to come back five minutes later. I will do better. I will try to remember that you hated that you had to come back into the store to get your fucking losing pick 3s ans 4s.
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