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Thoughts in me head: why’s everyone so bloody desperate? “Need a hookup by Friday!” Calm down, it’s not a deadline for taxes! Disorderly? Sure, life’s disorderly. Sex-dating’s just the proof. “After the storm, the calm,” they say in the movie. In sex-dating? Nah, just another storm of DMs and disappointment.

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First customer walks in. This dude, I swear, he’s got a cart full of stuff. Like, who needs 10 packs of pasta? We’re not in a pasta apocalypse, bro! Anyway, he’s fumbling around, and I’m just standing there, tapping my foot, like, “C’mon, man, I got places to be.” Finally, he pays, but then he drops a jar of sauce. It shatters everywhere! I’m talkin’ tomato explosion, right in the middle of the store. I’m like, “Great, now I’m a janitor too.”