Damn it, I hate my second job. Too many people, and I can't shoot any of them or I'll be fired and not be able to afford that... never mind. And if I hear "Santa Baby" one. More. TIME. I will shoot something.
At least I'm not a cashier. I pity them.
Shadow, signing off.
Additional note to self: You have the test for you-know-what Tuesday
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