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I only hated people who wouldn't get off the phone or wait until their call was finished to talk to me. Instead of asking for name it'd be "guy on the phone" written on their beverage cup. And then I'd slide to bar and call it out. there were never many angry customers at that job. except for the dude who threatened to bash my co workers head in because we were closed and he wanted a frappuccino.
my gawd I need a new retail job. I cannot wait for the excitement. bar slobs, yey!!
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