It's 9:50am on a Sunday, and my ass is out of bed... can you believe it? I was at work last night, and my girl Brittany had gotten stiffed for about the first hour, hour-and-a-half in the best section of the store. She was pissed. She had gotten a comment card, saying she was the best waitress the party had had, and that they had a great time. They
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