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A very not-clean guy came into work before closing yesterday. He seemed very bothered by something and had difficulty articulating his thoughts. After around 10 minutes of frustratingly trying to explain something he finally gives up. He just looks at me with the most serious look on his face and says, “I’m learning things that will blow your fucking mind man. Things that would make you question if your Mother is really your Mom and if the sea is really blue. You just gotta understand where I’m coming from.” He then left me a business card which didn’t belong to him and was from another business in the same strip mall and walked out the door mumbling to himself.

I cringe anytime someone says that.

A guy calls up this morning and says, “You computer people are pretty smart. What are the signs of my Mother’s making meth in the house?” I told him that I wasn’t sure what the signs are. Never really been in a situation where I was able to experience meth. He then gets upset and says, “It smells like an old calculator in here and my Mom is always up at 4am doing shit outside. Thanks anyway.”