Oh what a wicked game I play. And to the world, bugger off. The last few days of work at Meijer has been different. It's that time of the year when everyone is getting pissy. That time of the year when I want to stab them repeatedly in the neck. Seriously, everytime I have a can in my hand, I envision throwing it at any old lady, out of spite. But
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