So when I'm, at work these days, I'm pretty much retarded. My job is so tediously dull, it puts me in a serious daze, and then I make all kinds of mistakes. It's kinda funny, for me anyway, prolly not for my co-workers. Seriously though, by the end of the day when we're closing, I might do anything. Where do I put stuff? Who knows? The numbers I
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