(writting like someone else, who's totally not John.)
So, I work at Walgreens and I get paid $8.25 to stand there and deal with everyone's crap. The managers are mean and they play favorites with everyone but me, the customers complain if they buy something and it's not the price they wanted it to be. It takes everything in me to not just scream and beat them all to a pulp. I know I'm supposed to be nice but some people I just really don't even care, like this one girl who takes forever to pick anything out, she's probably in her late fourties early fifties, she enjoys wearing short skirts and shirts that are obviously two sizes (or five) too small because she's on a diet and cant wait for the day the shirt fits without her boobs oozing out the tops and sides. Oh and did I mention that she loved the coconut M&M's? But Walgreens sold out of those a LONG time ago, so I had to then find something equivalent that wasn't a chocolate bar because you know she'd it all in one day, and god forbid that happens, so I had to spend about an hour looking for something that tastes the same, but she hates lindt chocolate, and almond joys...she hated everything clearly! Or there's the lady who is clearly on heroine or meth, or i'm not sure but she scares me. She says crazy things like, "I'm sorry sir, you can't go to heaven." Yeah, cr3333per. Did I mention the managers? Yes thank you so much for telling me that if I don't come in because of my wisdom teeth surgery consultation appointment, I'm fired. I hate you Walgreens, so much.
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