My job is getting freakier and freakier everyday. Early last week, a shoplifter. Yesterday, a perverted creepy guy. Yes, a perverted creepy guy. I can handle the drunks. I can handle the mean ones, the loud ones, the annoying ones, the big ones, the small ones, the laid back, the energetic. I cannot, and will not, handle this guy.
He has to be
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