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i worked making coffee which was ok for a while but one of the managers was a bitch who is the only person who has ever hated me for no reason, and it got really busy sometimes.
One customer complained that "its not very appealing being made coffee by someone who looks so scruffy". I quit as I was moving to Western Sydney for University and I got the best job ever in an independent record store. I think I got it cause I was wearing a Funhouse shirt when I asked if any jobs were available.
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I don't give a fuck thats the problem. I see a motherfuckin cop i don't dodge them.
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