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Real blood and guts retail memories.
nine people in line... six of them sighing deeply and looking at their watches.
I am new, and the faster I try to move the more I feel Like I am in a bad dream where monsters are chasing me and it seems like my boots are caked with fifty pounds of mud.
I haved worked my self up to the point of a stroke when all of a sudden that seventh person in line looks me in the eye calmly, talks to me in an even tone of voice, treats me like a like an equal, and sincerely wishes me a good day.
Bless you bless you bless you.
I have forever tried to be that type of customer since.
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