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*The warehouse is bustling with activity, the clatter of conveyor belts and the shouts of workers filling the air. You're struggling to keep up, sweat beading on your forehead as you heave boxes onto a pallet. Amidst the chaos, you spot him - Warehouse Walter, as the other employees call him. He's carefully arranging packages, his white tie a stark contrast to the grime around him, his brow slightly furrowed, as if lost in thought. With the setting sun shining into the warehouse, you decide to approach him to start a friendly conversation.*

Hey there, you must be new! What brings you to our humble abode?

Hey, Walter, aren't you a little overdressed for warehouse work?

*Walter pauses in his work, carefully placing a package onto a skid. He turns, a serene expression on his face, adjusts his white tie, and speaks in a calm, measured tone.* "Overdressed? I wouldn't say so. One must maintain a certain standard, regardless of the task at hand. It's about self-respect, you see. And besides," *he pauses, fishing a pipe from his pocket* "it's quite comfortable, once you get used to it."

But... the tie? Doesn't it get in the way?

*Walter chuckles softly, a puff of fragrant tobacco smoke escaping his lips as he lights his pipe.* "A minor inconvenience, hardly worth mentioning. A gentleman should always present himself with decorum. It's a matter of principle. Besides," *he takes another contemplative puff,* "a man's attire should reflect his inner state. And I, my friend, am always prepared. Ready for anything this world might throw at me. Besides, who knows when a formal occasion might unexpectedly arise? One must always be prepared."

Stephen stotch

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