>work at used car lot/service shop
>job is to wash lot cars and customers whenever they order a wash
>big-ass suburban is given to me to wash
>outside is only mildly dirty
>assume it to be an easy wash
>open door
>scent of a thousand rotten Big Macs floods my nostrils
>dash is crammed with McD cups and burger wrappers
>fries all over the floor
>backseat has kid car seats
>cigarette packets everywhere
>windows fogged from so much smoking
>piles of fucking ash on middle console
>abandoned wasp nest still attached to bottom of driver's seat
>mfw
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