Dear Sandra from Wal-Mart, Today would have been the day that I would've realized a few things. 1.My pants have not touched my shoes in a while, because you are flooding for life girl .. 2. This headband I have on doesn't match SHIT I'm wearing and 3. WalMart does NOT pay me enough to resist whooping this lady ass on site right now. Sandra girl .. I don't know how you just let this lady in the self check out curse you out like this and you just walked away. Listen here .. Wal-Mart does not pay ANYBODY enough to not knock this lady up side her head. See this would've been the time I would've been behind the register like " ma'am, I'm not about to be to many more bitches before I been knocked yo ass into another line ya'hear?" But again, that's just me. Futhermore you gone let the lady checking out with the food-stamp card, bring out a wad of cash and tell You .. Yes You Sandra girl .. that she can make it rain on ya ass. I mean r...
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