I just popped into the convenience store at the other end of the plaza, on my break no less. I'm not the sort of person to run to the back and get my shirt, and or coat before punching out so I was still wearing my red shirt.
The lady at the register of said convenience store wouldn't ring me up until she complained to me about a rebate for an item she purchased at my store.
Ask yourself. Would it be appropriate of me to ask you a million and one questions about your work place while you were in my line? Then why do it to me?
I've said it before and I'll say it again, when they do it to us it's bad. But when we do this to each other it's tragic.
The lady at the register of said convenience store wouldn't ring me up until she complained to me about a rebate for an item she purchased at my store.
Ask yourself. Would it be appropriate of me to ask you a million and one questions about your work place while you were in my line? Then why do it to me?
I've said it before and I'll say it again, when they do it to us it's bad. But when we do this to each other it's tragic.
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