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& yes, thanks, I was rather articulate and calm, if I may say so.
I began by explaining to the manager that he should feel fortunate it was I who was complaining and not my wife, who while out of town at present, would be back in town Friday night to completely freak out about how her dogs now look. I told him that he would do well to deal with me, because he did not want to deal with the furious storm that would be my wife.
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Ever notice how this place just basically, well, sucks.
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