"umm, it's a dozen. you have to get a full dozen."
"i cain't get just one?"
"no, i'm sorry."
just tack this recurring conversation up there with the moms that call the day of their child's birthday to order a custom cake, the river oaks bitches that don't know what they want, and the people that leave things "up to your discretion" but then are never satisfied. i am really not feeling the whole talk to every person thing. i have met a few nice people, but i think all the bad ones cancel them out. oh, and also: this is not a zoo. please don't stare at me while i work. thank you!
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