I've borne witness to horrors. Endless rows of soulless shelves. Signs that spoke of treasure oft ignored. People dumb enough that it scared me knowing they operated a motor vehicle.

As someone who has worked retail. If I tapped into the pure, black rage created in that time I would gladly fight a whole class of sixth grades. Especially the valued customers wwh~idiots that would leave frozen product on shelves and I would "Thank You, Sir"....

O-oh god, it's coming back! "Have a great day!" No, not like this.

"Haha yeah, it didn't ring up properly. Definitely free!"

ahhh