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Thought id hear more retail horror stories on this thread.
My fiance worked in a liquor store in a shitty neighborhood for ten years and never got overtime, never got a paid day off and had to work every single thanksgiving, Christmas, and new years. People would come in literally pissing their dirty sweat pants as they walked in, try to exchange live animals (turtles, rabbits, etc) for Popov and pass out and/or shit themselves on the steps of the store on a regular basis. You can imagine what these animals did on holidays.
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