Opinion | In the cooking shop

I find the perfect kitchen timer in the cookware store. Because I’m curious whether the sound of the alarm clock is loud enough, I wind it up. Too late I realize that the rest of the store may not share that need with me. After a deafening ringing sound, I see an employee slowly walking towards me. “You called?” he asks kindly.

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