Yesterday I was looking for the store manager and asked our stationery/gift buyer if she had seen A. anywhere in the store that morning.
"Oh yeah, she's working today," N. said. "The last time I saw her, she was on her phone, trying to get us a liquor license."
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A. came into the office a little while ago, looking tired. She had just finished a 20-minute phone conversation with an angry customer. The woman was upset by the bookstore's trafficking with the devil, i.e. our clearly occult-worshipful Halloween merchandise displays.
"Sorry," I said, meaning I was sorry A. had to deal with this customer's idiocy.
"No, it's all right," said A. "I told her we were very pro-Satan. I find it's easiest just to cut to the chase with these people."