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Ok. I hate work, just like the rest of you. But here's my deal. I work at a grocery store:
I fucking hate people who treat me like absolute dirt. Look, I'm a 16 year old kid bagging groceries, so that means I'm a shitty troublemaker who does a lot of drugs and is rude yadda-fucking-yadda. I greet everyone with a smile and a greeting (good morning, good afternoon, how are you mam'?, etc.) But I'd say 40% of the time they just stare at me or look away. I feel like absolute shit. Fuck you, you ignorant rich prick snobs.
Ok, thanks.
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