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Store Amour

SCAN 12.pngI have worked retail, and fallen in love countless times. With customers and staff; equal opportunity, me. Retail makes one remarkably receptive, not only to the anger and frustration areas of the brain, but by its very vacuousness and dangerous purposelessness retail work seems to fire up the centres of ardor. (Please remember, that I am no psychologist)

Just so you know, I met my wife through work, as my father did. Yes, I realize that the sentence sounds like my father met my wife through work. Yes, very droll. Please read on for clarification.

My father actually hired my mother as a receptionist (they called them something else back then, no doubt pejoratively) and history was made. You see, proof in the pudding that somehow mindless, stupid work aligns the stars and creates lasting relationships.

My father later fired her and as a punishment she married him. (boom tish)

 

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I am a Sansei, with two teens, and a hamster. This blog is a repository for ideas and observations, expressed in cartoon form, by and large. A bit of a journal too. Feel free to follow me on INSTAGRAM @ WILTOONS, (the Twitter for people who like to go out) where I post a journal comic. Thanks for dropping by! The pic is of me and my boy Peter Noone of Herman's Hermits. (not really a fan but he wanted his pic with me) © Wilton Sugiyama and Wiltoons, 2009 to 2020. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Wilton Sugiyama and Wiltoons with appropriate and specific direction to the original content. So there.

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