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24.12.07
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'Twas the eve of the silent night
The Christmas season definitely brings out the people, wallets, and their best and worst sides to the stores. Bad news for us if they turn out to be the meanies who cannot find what they want. The bookstore has been a madhouse the past couple of days. Everyone starts of fresh when we come in for our shift and by the time we get on our first 15-minute break, the staff room has a totally different atmosphere.
Oh, how we love the last-minute Christmas shoppers, especially those who remain calm in the face of book shortages, crowded stores and long lines. Then there are those who would just stop at nothing to get a late gift. Someone called in at the closing minutes of today asking if she could provide a Visa card number to get a gift card for us to send it to the recipient. One word, desperation.
When the store closed at 6pm, everyone was all smiles, knowing 1) we survived yet another day, 2) we get the remaining evening to do some Christmasy activities, 3) we get to have the day off tomorrow. But surely, the thought of working on Boxing Day lingers somewhere in some of our minds.
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Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
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