Dear Smoke Shop,
You are sucking the life out of me. I realize having a second job is my choice, but I'm not sure we're the best fit. Usually your customers are charming and cute when they're rude. Lately they have progressively been more inappropriate. I saw, with my own eyes, an elderly lady yell a slur of obscenities over the increase in price of her favored brand. Her death stare when I suggested an "off-brand" (yes, they have off-brand cigs) tells me she is probably very lonely in life, and that the $5 pack of cigarettes set off something that had been brewing. Still, it was sad to watch.
It might be time for me to buckle down on my budgeting - and for us to part ways.
Regards.
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jobs are for the ghey.
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