I had a dream last night that I was at work, faced with a long line of people waiting to check out and none of them had their cards, and for some reason I couldn't type in any names. I hate dreaming about work; it's just too depressing.
Today was a good day, except for one weird incident. A man was walking away from the information desk looking pissed off, and as he passed me he muttered, "Don't get mad, get even." Um, okay.
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