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I worked auto-parts retail for a few years and our location was in a strip mall downtown. We were backed up to a low-cost-housing neighborhood and had quite a few drunks that lingered around or walked by a few times every day, and there were two in particular that on more than one occasion strolled in early morning, still half-lit and proceeded back to the bathroom to disappear for twenty minutes. And every time they left there was poo poo somewhere it didn't belong. One time we found a fully-loaded pair of tighty-whiteys just chillin' in the trash can. Another time one of them actually somehow managed to leave a poo poo-trail from the front door to the bathroom.
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# ¿ Aug 11, 2016 00:02 |
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# ¿ May 23, 2024 01:36 |