I hate Silly String, it comes in an aerosol can and shoots out some stream of bright colored semi-solid. It gets all over the place, hardens, and is a pain in the butt to clean up.
Every single time we sell some, it ends up on our store property or a car somewhere. I hate it even more because I'm the one who has to clean it up.
But today, man....
Two kids come in, there were probably at most 15 years old, and started wondering around the store. I had just relieved my co-worker for his lunch when these two kids came up with some candy bars, drinks, and TEN cans of Silly String. I ran the transaction just like normal, skeptical about what they plan on doing with that Silly String.
Fast forward to closing time when our crew is leaving for the night. We get outside and notice that all ten cans of that Silly String was all over our parking lot, one of our trash cans, and our propane tank lockcase. Of course, the manager isn't happy. I mean, who would be?
And, guess who gets to clean it up tomorrow morning?
Every single time we sell some, it ends up on our store property or a car somewhere. I hate it even more because I'm the one who has to clean it up.

But today, man....
Two kids come in, there were probably at most 15 years old, and started wondering around the store. I had just relieved my co-worker for his lunch when these two kids came up with some candy bars, drinks, and TEN cans of Silly String. I ran the transaction just like normal, skeptical about what they plan on doing with that Silly String.
Fast forward to closing time when our crew is leaving for the night. We get outside and notice that all ten cans of that Silly String was all over our parking lot, one of our trash cans, and our propane tank lockcase. Of course, the manager isn't happy. I mean, who would be?
And, guess who gets to clean it up tomorrow morning?

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