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A
woman came in last night looking for a book by some feminist author
that I had never heard of before, no big surprise there. So, I look
it up in our search engine and the computer says that we might have it
in the store. MIGHT have it, not WILL. So I tell her that I can check
our inventory and see if it’s there and show her the section it would
be in.
“No, that’s fine, I’ll find it myself. I’m going to look around a bit first”
Ten minutes later, as I’m showing another customer to 1984 I run across
her in Literature looking around and she barges in to the conversation
I’m having with my customer and sneers “Where is the section on Women’s
rights?”
I tell her again “It’s upstairs and I’ll be happy to take you to it as soon as I am done here.”
“No, I can fin[d] it myself.” .... 
We recognize this biotch, don't we? Continue on for the satisfying conclusion:
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