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A woman wanted a 3 LB beef tenderloin. I picked one out to trim-up for her and explained that. She kind of looked at me funny, like she was skeptical.

I'm feelin' like 'Bitch, I ain't some redneck and I'm not West End Trash.' Fuck Sake. I'm from the East Side!

Trimmed it, sized it down, wrapped it, walked out and handed it to her.

"WOW! That's Beautiful! Thank You."

She got a You're Welcome and Thank YOU.

And she saw my happy face for what it was. I have some odd facial expressions.
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