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It was the middle of the night and I was running late for work. I was waiting tables in a dark cathedral with lots of stairs and I could not find the floor chart, so I had no idea what tables I was supposed to have. Eventually I made my way into the kitchen where I noticed how cold the floor was. I looked down to discover I was barefoot. I had left my shoes in the car. Just as I was about to go get them, Teeny Bear came running through the pews of what was now my childhood church wearing all parts of two different uniforms. She was in a hurry because she had been scheduled at both Steak 'N' Shake and Pizza Street for the same shift. She was going to try to do both without anyone noticing. I woke up wondering which restaurant required that she wear a kilt.
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