Once you understood Customer Service it didn’t have to be a terrible job. Linda tried to think of it as a temporary purgatory rather than a forever hell to man the main desk. Even if the sound of screaming children trying on their clothes had started to drill a small hole of headache into the back of her skull. That point of pain would help pay her way through school in this capitalist machine.
Besides, Gravity Falls was a town that knew how to handle problems. Even if that meant, for some reason known only to corporate, playing quaking duck sounds over the pop muzak background noise.
So when the cute boy with one eye came in Linda flashed him her best retail grin and asked: “How may I help you, sir?”
Retail Hell
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