This cashier, in his odd way, resists the mechanical social rituals, driven by herd values meant to avoid discomfort and maintain a facade of harmony. He doesn't lash out or rage... he just refuses to participate in the lie. That dry, almost absurd honesty is a quiet act of rebellion against the shallow politeness and empty cheer expected in daily life. He may be suffering, but he is also aware of the hollowness of rote pleasantries, aware of his own alienation, and possibly even challenging others like Lyn to reflect by his strange remark.

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