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California Slim

My manager likes asking them if they've accepted Satan into their lives and then haranguing them for hours about why it's a good idea to do so. Of course, this is only in off-the-clock situations. At work, we're told to just walk away or at the register, say, "Next customer in line, please!" if being polite fails.

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