This is what my life in retail was like. I worked in an office supply store for a few months this year, and after a while, I became cynical and nearly zombiefied like everyone else. But there were times when the caffeine really did its job. Anyway, there was one day where I had to sort piles—and I mean PILES—of teen tiny patterned tape before the store did inventory. To give you some context, I’d already been doing this for over an hour. My coworker who I actually enjoyed and talked to walked in for his shift. He looked at me, I looked at him, and without missing a beat, I said, “Khajiit has wares if you have the coin.”
I suspect this is the precise moment when he began to plot my imminent demise.













