So I'm at work in the mall right, making up what didn't get finished last night from the shipment the night before (some 300 boxes)and the guy I usually get a ride from comes in with his voice lost, sick as fuck and goes home hours early. I punch out from work at 345 to ensure that I can skate to the bus that only comes once an hour this late/early
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