Some genius called up this week and yelled at me extensively because he shredded his check. I finally said stop yelling at me like I'm the dumbass that put my check through the shredder.
I typically pick up the phone and snarl payroll and genius 1 says is this the credit union? No. says I.
Genius 2 says, may I speak to Ginger? I said no, does this sound like a titty bar to you?
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