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Right after I turned 18 I was the bartender at the bar in the middle of the Ft. Lauderdale Swap Shop in Ft. Lauderdale, Fl. I'm sure you can imagine people that frequent a giant indoor and outdoor flea market aren't exactly big tippers, but that was far from the worst part. If you've ever been to the Swap Shop, you would know they have a giant indoor circus that starts like ever hour and a half, and the bar was right next to it. All day long I had to listen to obnoxiously loud circus music and get overwhelmed by the smell of elephant shit. I was also working the day an elephant handler that was following behind an elephant with a shovel and got sat on and crushed to death. Good times...
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