today adds another gal who bathed in cheap, shitty perfume AND is methodically going through every box of calendars in front of the counter while serenading us with some repetitive half-hummed ditty.
Wouldn't be so bad, but she's off key.
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Perhaps predictably, humming lady turns out to also be one of the Plastic Bag Brigade.
After carrying on about our lack of paper, she ends up requesting a bag after all, subjecting yours truly to a song and dance about how this is all OUR fault.
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