Luckily, all of our products are nontoxic!
...Except the house oils and soaps. But, uh...
...You'd eat that too, wouldn't you?
Also, totally understandable. The smells there are pretty powerful. I got used to them after a couple of weeks, but I remember walking into the store and saying, "HELLO CINNAMON."
I'm curious to know what our lotion tastes like now after reading that story about the rice pie, but I don't think the other associates would appreciate me licking the testers.
As for my work, there has not been death by some form of miracle. I was nearly run over in the parking lot, though, through a combination of me going "LALALALALA I CAN JUST WALK BEHIND THIS TRUCK" and the other person going "LALALALALA I DON'T NEED A TURN SIGNAL!" Fun times.
Also, IT'S GHETTO RITE EMPLOYEE SEASON. 500 POINTS IF YOU HIT SOMEONE PUSHING A TRAIN OF CARTS? :D? (But seriously, somehow, I'm not too worried about you. If a car tried to hit you, you'd probably kick the bumper and go "***** plz." Either that, or glare at it enough to make it go somewhere else. ...And I'm not sure why I'm imagining you as Chuck Norris, but I am.)
*pets you* Poor, poor Asty. They're after your blood. Luckily, bnb's a mod there, now, so they'll probably be after his more, right? 'Cause he practically LIVES on PC, SO.
...And for some reason, I imagine you with a Death Note, writing Andy/Angel fic. And the associated shinigami will be very, very confused.
This VM has been brought to you by braindead! I should be writing up a resume/CV or some essays for grad school apps, but instead, I'm on Pokémon forums. Hello, college years again?
Wait, you never knew Andy had zero people skills?