There is nothing very Remarkable about a day of slothing.
Except the fact that I rely heavily on them every so often. And recently, more often than not.
It's retail, man. 15 years of retail now, never sitting down, running around for demanding hurried citizens of the human race. I'm beat. Worn out.
If every customer were lovely and polite, I wouldn't mind. But sadly, only a small handful are lovely and polite, so I do very much mind.
It can't be stated enough, but every member of the human race in every developed country in this world should have to serve a year in the retail sector. Or waitressing.
Everyone.
Especially you.
You know who you are.
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