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Huge un-air-conditioned facility filled with miles of conveyor belts bringing packages to your tractor-trailor-size truck by zip code. Your supposed to stack the packages, larger heavier ones low and lighter stuff higher up, they are to be placed like bricks in a wall to make them stable during transport, all while you proof the zips, and set the errors aside, as this eternal stream of packages over which you have no control flows to your dock. It was INSANE! I lasted only a couple of months, and got repetetive motion stress injuries in my wrists.
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