It’s Not Meant To Last 18 Hours  

I work at a gas station. One night, as I was working an 18-hour day, a guy came in at about 6:00 pm saying he had a date and wanted some condoms and a male enhancement pill. I sold it; no big deal.

At about 2:00 am, when I was about to leave, the same guy came back asking for a refund because it was my fault he didn’t get lucky. My coworker walked away just laughing at me.

What a long day!