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July 18, 2009
I walked into Taco Bell, thinking about the germs my hands have come into contact from handling money all evening and opting to wash my hands before I ordered. Inside the restroom there was already a guy at the sink washing his hands so I pretended to blow my nose in the stall, waiting for him to finish. Apparently he was with friends and knew people who worked there. I ordered the same thing as usual, a number one burrito supreme with a soft taco. I saw the guys in the parking lot after, showing off each others car stereos.