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Customer service. Bleeeargh. I'm the happy friendly girl who'll fetch you a burger or a beer, who'll put a rush on that upholstery fabric, who'll have your car repaired... I wonder sometimes who slipped the plastic smile into my pocket... strange thing is, when I'm doing it, it doesn't seem that plastic.
When I'm not getting paid, though, I grow fangs and claws, and anyone who doesn't see them is going to smile as they bleed, buy me drinks as I dazzle and dumfound them.
Unless I'm sitting inside myself, like a hermit crab in its shell. Those are the best times, just watching the world go by, like a vacation from the crowd around you. Somehow, people know not to bother me, then. That's where peace lives... up that tree, sitting in that branch, watching everything else, occasionally spilling words onto paper.
Been too long since I knew peace.
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