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andru235
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after my experience at the sandwich shop, (sandwich_shop_refuses_to_hire_megalomaniac) i decided to drop by the neighboring dry cleaners. that's what i love about generic, dull strip malls - if you are a megalomaniac looking for work, you can just check at one after the other, without the inconvenience of stuff like...well, you know. as i walked into the dry cleaners, i was pleased to see there was no one around. but then i realized that as a megalomaniac, i should be disappointed, because shouldn't i want to be an exhibitionist? i cut myself some slack, however, remembering that it was, after all, only my third day as a megalomaniac. i walked up to the counter, but no one was around. "hello! andru235 is here!" i yelled. there was no reply. i sang the first two measures of beethoven's "eroica" symphony, and then yelled once more, "andru235 is ready for you to hire him!" the tallest kamchatkan woman i have *ever* seen - and i have seen some tall kamchatkan women in my day - suddenly appeared behind the counter. "you pick up clowting?" asked the kamchatkan woman. "no fucking way!" i said politely. "rather, it is time for you to hire me." she must have been put off by my politeness because she said "no hire right now, sorry" very sternly and disappeared into the rows of sanitized, arid garments. i sighed, and tromped out of the dry cleaners like a ... like a ... like a megalomaniac tromping out of a ... restaurant or something. outside once more, i looked up and down the strip mall. my gaze settled upon "biff's diner", at the far end of the strip mall...
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*laughs herself silly* more andru, more! and as a megalomaniac you should enjoy having such an entertained audience!
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