Tonight at work, I had to go out to Jamie's jeep and bring in a couple trays of buns that we borrowed from Gains School Rd. My arms were full and I was beating on the glass door with the buns because Stacy was less than 10 ft away mopping. After "knocking" eight times, I set them down and opened the door myself. I said, "Didn't you hear me
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