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Customer: Now I'll only buy all of these fireworks if you agree to come shoot 'em off with me. I'll even let you drive my red mustang.
Me: *smiles* sounds like a plan *types in number into his phone and he leaves*
Coworker: What the hell did you do?!
Me: Don't worry! It's my dad's number.