So can anyone say worst closing shift ever?
Let me explain: Things were going well, it was 11:30 and we were almost done: I was cleaning the dishes in the back, Simon was mopping (as in with a mop, not sulking in the corner - my spelling is the lose) and Garrick had just finished cleaning the espresso machine and left (because technically he gets of
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