Kinkos
It's occurred to me that if you find yourself working at a Kinkos life didn't exactly pan out the way you had planned.
Every time I step foot into one of those places, regardless the time of day or it's location, I am confronted with a grumpy (and sometimes hostilely impatient) individual.
I'm sorry that you're stuck working crappy hours for very little pay at a subpar extremely corporate print shop with very little knowledge of any real printing processes, but come on life's not really that bad, is it?
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Ladies and gentlemen: Lisa!
i'm sorry, who are you?, and what did you do with our cute and cuddley little Lisa? give her back you she-devil.
Awe, come on guys, I wasn't trying to sound like a jerk.
Really, I was just trying to say that maybe they could try being a little happier. (shrug) Like maybe Kinkos should offer their employees free brownies during their breaks or some beers or a joint . . . or maybe they need more windows in those places or happier music . . . I dunno . . . anything!
Wasn't trying to be a she devil! : P
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