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Ash is torn between every direction as he bounces from customer to customer from the encroaching crowd.
"I er who can I help n-next? Sliced ham? well uh I am not trained to use the slicer yet but ummm... erm... correct board... sorry give me a minute to find the one you want... I don't know the layout yet... s-sorry my coworker will be back soon to use the slicer... and- erm."

He bounces between looking at the counter, to carving ham poorly, to more panic.
"Hand carved meat? well i er- sorry it's a bit chunky... am I cutting this correctly? Goats cheese? Is that a blue cheese? it ain't mouldy? is this the right one? erm sorry this is my first time here and -"

Panic consumes his mind as his brain screams "CAN I EVEN DO THIS JOB?"