Ramblings of a Boomer Pilgrim in a Post-Modern World.
(I’m a painfully shy 13-year-old, and a customer somehow mistook me for an employee.)Customer: “Can you help me find something?”Me: “No.”Customer: “NO?!”Me: “No!”Customer: “Why not?!”Me: “… I’m not allowed to talk to strangers.”
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