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You hand graces the front door as you head inside. There's an every lingering smell of hotdogs and Pine-Sol. Mitch is behind the cash register, helping himself to an 18oz Cola while he fiddles with his mullet. "Well look who finally showed up on ''time''. Amazing, since you can't even show up promptly for your own shift." He bite down on his straw,  "But I guess pussy makes the brain work different."  
You hand graces the front door as you head inside. There's an every lingering smell of hotdogs and Pine-Sol. Mitch is behind the cash register, helping himself to an 18oz Cola while he fiddles with his mullet. "Well look who finally showed up on ''time''. Amazing, since you can't even show up promptly for your own shift." He bite down on his straw,  "But I guess pussy makes the brain work different."  
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Fuck Mitch, you can't stand his lazy ass. The bastard was only eight months older than you but likes to pretends he's Mr. fucking Miyagi. No one's in the store besides you and him maybe its time to let him know what's on your mind...
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*[[Give Mitch what's been coming to him]]
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*[[Clock in on time, and deal with it later]]
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One of these days you're going to punch that cocksucker. Mitch despite only being 8 months older than you, saw himself as Mr.Miyagi. He never lifted a hand, but always had a complaint... which he would constantly relayed to Mr.Morrison. Luckily, since you worked day shift you hardly had to hear his shrill voice for more than an hour or so- but Pam sounded desperate over the phone. Maybe Mitch did have a point. Pussy makes you different.
 
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You hand graces the front door as you head inside. There's an every lingering smell of hotdogs and Pine-Sol. Mitch is behind the cash register, helping himself to an 18oz Cola while he fiddles with his mullet. "Well look who finally showed up on time. Amazing, since you can't even show up promptly for your own shift." He bite down on his straw, "But I guess pussy makes the brain work different." Fuck Mitch, you can't stand his lazy ass. The bastard was only eight months older than you but likes to pretends he's Mr. fucking Miyagi. No one's in the store besides you and him maybe its time to let him know what's on your mind...

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