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Written by: Weasel Terrahawk
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Hey, we all bitch sometime now, don't we? Haha, now it's my turn. For those of you who are unaware, I work for Target, that big bullseye corporation conglomerate coo-coo house. Then again, what retail job isn't filled with some kind of crazy weirdness? Anyways, I am basically the owner of the electronics backroom. Fitting, is it not? I make sure everything is located correctly in our backroom so that when something needs to be pulled out to the floor, it's where it's supposed to be, and easy to get. I'm the chief organizer of that room. My weekend is Tuesday/Wednesday, since I have school on Monday/Tuesday nights (and it would be a heck of a pain to have to wake up at 2 AM the morning afterwards). I come in this morning to find, well... take a look.
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Lots of Crap - Click for Larger Image
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