Retail
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You do not need a second job
My mother used to say
But ma I’ve got this mouth to feed
And bills I’ve got to pay.
Isn’t one enough for you
To land you on your feet?
Little Red Nametag goes on a walk
She's spent half of her day at her job on the clock
And retail pays well and it gives her a living,
But customer service isn't worth the penny.
4 AM Is too early. But 12 AM is too late.
I do what I gotta do,
But I'm about to call it quits.
Pull the trigger and splatter my whit.
