I just got off work a little bit ago. Yea, its six thirty. I really need to go to sleep. I have to work again at 3. This job is gonna be the death of me. I hate these late night shifts. Little brat sorority girls asking me, "when is my bagel dun waaahhh" "im sooo drunk...I love bagels, hey wanna go make out in the corner like its romantic to
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