It was around midday when the call came. My manager at Target was asking whether I could work that night. The store had been understaffed recently since many of my co-workers had left town. I didn’t think much of it at the time; I didn’t really have time to make Друзья in the retail business anyway. I do remember one guy though. What was his name again? I think it was Andrew. Yeah, that’s it. I remember that he used to wear a striped red tie to work every day, even when it wasn’t a part of the dress code.
Murky clouds had already filtered out the sun as I left Главная for work. I wasn’t...
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