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TGG had sort of a schedule of things she would occupy her mind with while she did her job, as a coping mechanism to fight the boredom of greeting/"shrinkage control".
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| I wonder if anyone has spontaneously came in their pants from just talking to me in person. | |
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She would ponder human foibles one day, the meaning of happiness the next, mortality and morality the next, karmic balance of the universe the next day...
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| I wonder if anyone has masturbated while looking at me while I dozed off on a long bus ride. | |
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This was her Thursday. Tomorrow would be guessing what customers' deepest secrets and most intimate details were.
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| ...and maybe the people who did that were the ones whom I've done that about? that would only be fair... | |
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