My boy has to work this weekend at the store that he is not allowed to talk about due to a contractual agreement and as his mom I'm not sure I'm allowed to mention said place of employment. Although, I signed no such contract.
However, as his mom, I read with interest this article and find the 20 - 1 odds of someone getting trampled at his place of employment a little sobering. I guess Friday night will be like Wedding Dress Day at Filene's Basement.
So, wear a good pair of running shoes (and maybe a helmet) and as they tell you in the movies, please take a moment before work to locate the exits.
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