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‘Have a Good One’ Taunted the Cashier in 1996

How an otherwise friendly remark set off a quarter-century chain of existential crises

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Barb. Her name was Barb. Not Barbara, not Babs. Barb. I remember it clearly — terrorizing me from her small, plastic, rectangular nametag.

Have a good one!” she teased.




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