However, it does look like I need to change my batteries.

Let me go ahead and do that.

I'm sorry, guys.

Are you getting them off-brand shits?

Like instead of an energizer that called, like, I don't know,

re-energizer or some shit?

DG home, baby.

DG.

Don't you hear goodbye to batteries, hell, yeah?

Man, Sheila used to manage the dollar general store

for making, and she would bring the whole family

when she'd have to do inventory and we'd stay up for, like,

two straight nights inventory and everything in that store.

And I hated every second of it.

Yeah, my mom worked at a, like, locally owned dollar store.

And we had to do the same mother-fucking thing.

Did y'all have to do it all a new year's day?

New year's eve?

Might have been, I don't know.

Oh, Mr. Missouri, you have to count every mother-fucking thing

in the store.

Anyone who's worked retail had to do inventory.

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