Doing the garden center thing can be nice. I know plants and I really can help with all sorts of yard troubles, but refrain from shopping when your smashed. Too many drunk people buy lighter fluid and charcoal for anything to be remotely safe. Not to mention the wasted people cutting through the parking lot to go buy beer at jewel.
Today while loading 40lb bags of shit, yes it is literally shit of the cow manure type, I was nearly smooshed by a Corsica. Followed closely by a guy from Colorado who backed into my sign and an 8 ft tall stack of mulch bags. Colorado guy must have brought some good pot with him, and totally wouldn't share, I asked. Don't worry although he was high as a kite he did help with the mulch disaster by buying 15 bags he hit and some propane, ya know you need more fire when you get the munchies.
Must end retail nightmare, or maybe just add some rum to my diet Pepsi so I can be as loaded as the shoppers/ the manager of the plumbing department.
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