TheProfessor
The Professor
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A month ago, I had a shift where I was at the checklanes all day. That I don’t mind. Towards the end of my shift, I had a guest whose toddler was wailing horribly and it was that that perfect frequency/pitch/etc to grate on me and make me feel like my nerves were being stripped away with a dull knife. I’m exaggerating, but I was very rattled. I think it distracted me and I made a small mistake on their order. After I clocked out, a heard a few more toddlers cry uncontrollably. I wondered if it was a full moon. A quick search on my phone for which phase of the moon it was showed me it wasn’t.
I bought some vanilla ice cream before going home. It felt like an ice cream evening for sure. A block from home, I wound up buying some Cutwater Moscow Mules from the liquor store. It then turned into a Moscow Mule float evening with some more of the drink to boot.
I bought some vanilla ice cream before going home. It felt like an ice cream evening for sure. A block from home, I wound up buying some Cutwater Moscow Mules from the liquor store. It then turned into a Moscow Mule float evening with some more of the drink to boot.
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