Why in the blue hell do SMs think those stupid magic cards mean a damn thing? My SM made a huge deal out of giving me one for DOING MY FRIGGIN JOB. I SOLD SOMETHING.
I just don't get it. The SM staff is nothing more than a bunch of perky glorified babysitters. And they're idiots, too.
Oh...and they still think my Bluetooth earpiece is a hearing aide. So, there's that, too. Dummies.