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DEAAATH

DEAAAAAATH

I am teh DEAAATH.

Well, no, I am teh allergy. But still.

Somebody called us up at 7:35 pm and asked what time we closed.

"8:00, sir."

"8:00?"

"Yessir."

"Not 8:01?"

"............." What in hell am I supposed to say?

"Can you stay open until 8:05?"

"Sir?"

"I live 25 minutes away."

"We close at 8, sir. If you show up at 8 on the dot we'll probably let you in, but when our registers get shut down, we're closed. We're usually pretty lenient if you show up while the machines are still running, though."

"I just need ink and paper for my printer."

"We close at 8, sir. If you show up before we close we'll let you in. Or you can order at staples.com and have it shipped straight to your house; they're open 24/7."

"I need it tonight."

"We close at 8."

"Not 8:05?"

"I'll let you go now so you can hit the road. Don't get pulled over on the way here."

He showed up at 8:01, just like he said.

Yes, we let him in.