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Are you there, Dan? It’s me, Nikki.
More and more I realize, I am a professional thief-babysitter. My job is to watch people try and steal and to stare them down and not directly state that they are stealing because that would be accusing them of what they are doing and for some reason that’s a faux-pas in the retail biz. [GETMETHEHELLOUT] Despite this, it turns out I’m gradually becoming an adult after all. Miklos and I are buying a house and adopting a child from Zimbabwe. Or so this junk mail … Continue reading
