I officialy hate my job and want it to die.
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I asked my manager to eat a chili [-meat] in the back room without even taking a break, and she said she'd think about it. So I waited, busted my ass on Drive-Thru, and an hour passed. Then the other girl I worked with in the front got a break, although she was leaving the same time I was. Then
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