I'm sorry, but I'm pissed off. Work was fine. Actually, it was just busy enough for me to get into a sort of happy trance, smiling and doing my job. Content, that's what I'd call it. I was content. So, my father comes in, with my sister, to buy shit, as he does pretty much every day. He can't come to my register, as it's against the rules, so
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