I have the following conversation with customers about 8 times a day while working:
The hovering green sign above the angry dude is a pretty good representation of our actual bread sign's location during this conversation, PS.
Lately, I have begun to think that illiteracy and laziness should not be rewarded.
At Aisle Z28 (not an aisle name based on reality):
People who cannot find bread in an aisle marked bread really, REALLY need to not breed, so I consider it a public service to direct them towards family planning aides. Too bad this would be the consequence:
Yes, that is supposed to be fire, representing my firing. Shut up about my poor drawing skills. At least I can fucking read, bitches!
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