Urgh. What a crappy day. Really. Crappy. No profit whatsoever. I held off bagging till late, figuring I'd be able to do an "evening" shift, stick with it, and do allright. No such luck. Every teenager on the planet showed up to bag. 20 minute waits, for 1 dollar tips. Two hours of that was enough to get me out of there. Between the pizza lunch I
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