Picture it, Dallas, 2008. I’ve just started my first retail job, and I’m running the registers like a boss. So far, all of my customers have been pleasant, and while I made a couple of mistakes, everything is running smoothly. While walking the floor, I run into this very pleasant lady and her daughter. The […]
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