Ugh. Sometimes I hate dealing with people.

Rude woman: Where's the exit?
Me: Uh, which one?
Rude woman: The exit.
Me: Well, there's more than one. There's four by here.
Rude woman: We want the one to outside.
Me: (tells them directions to random exit)

Like, seriously. There's an exit by the liquor store, by the paintball place, by the fantasyland hotel, and one down Europa boulevard. Be more specific.

/random rant

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