You know, I was always scared of getting robbed, working night shift alone at a game store and all. Then one night, a customer came in, and sat his gun on the counter. I felt my heart fall through my ass.
And then I realized it was an old PS1 gun controller that he wanted to trade in.
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And then I realized it was an old PS1 gun controller that he wanted to trade in.
This was exactly my experience when I worked 15 months at a department store before my disabilities made it unsustainable.