You grit your teeth as you open the door. Reading the man's nametag, you say, "Thank you very much, Albert. Finish cleaning up here. I have to go home early, I am not feeling well." Without waiting for a response, you briskly walk past him, grabbing your jacket as you pass the coat hanger. You walk out of the backdoor without breaking stride and turn immediately into the parking lot. There, you see...
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