This week's firing poll: Lee 18\%, Allie 16\%, Charmaine 15\%. No idea why.

Opening day! Outside the Gold Rush store, there's a banner tied to crappy-looking orange traffic cones, with black and white and yellow balloons, looking busted as fuck and unreadable. Oh dear. The Rushees do a hands-in with their staff, yelling "Make People Happy!", and then the staffers go off to wonder why they needed a "theme," and why the gay one kept pretending he'd never been in a salon before. Michael interviews that Charmaine sent Lee and Tarek out to post flyers, which I would say is her second mistake. The sabotage here is not coming from a desire to see her fired, it's coming from an inability to deal with Charmaine being PM. It's not personal with her, it's personal for them -- and so close to the center of it that they can't even see it for what it is. It's as gross as ever. Charmaine and Michael stay and half-heartedly harass people in the parking lot, and then there's lots of footage: cute guy getting a haircut, people doing their jobs, Charmaine looking amazing in the breezeway outside with a straight gray skirt, Charmaine pointing to a random in the parking lot and Michael noting that the man in question is bald. It's kind of fun, but mostly depressing, because they're in the Strip Mall of Death, where stores come like elephants to die, and she should've noticed that yesterday.

Lee and Tarek mince around flyering cars everywhere and talking about how "face-to-face" marketing is so important, but there are no faces, because everybody's too busy shopping and driving their cars from place to place. This isn't the first time Tarek's been mystified by the concept of other people having shit to do. Lee is nervous about the Cuttery foot traffic, as well he should be; Tarek is sleepy, which also makes sense considering how hard he's been working to fuck up this task for the last 24 hours. At the place, Charmaine and Michael are getting more and more stressed at the boneyardiness of it all. "You're a guy, go talk to them," she hisses at one point. Charmaine interviews her worries, illustrating things in a way you'd need an economics degree to understand: "I'm scared because there are not a lot of people coming in, so there are not a lot of transactions -- not a lot of high-dollar-amount transactions." I think what she's saying is that the most necessary ingredient in selling something is having somebody to buy it, but whatever, I'm not in Mensa, I didn't even go to Wharton. I can't even spell "demand curve." Lee and Tarek walkie Michael and giggle like shitty little baby boy-children about how "great" it's going, and they laugh and laugh and bitch and moan and angle their mutual masturbation in such a way that the van driver has no idea what's going on, or at least doesn't let on. Which is classy of him. Tarek interviews about his "buildup of frustration" with "this girl," and discounts Michael's opinion out of hand because he "hasn't worked with her," so how could he know how horribly she behaves? As though she has will and a mind of her own? Sends chills down your manly spine. They laugh and talk shit about how Charmaine is a woman so she's probably getting her hair done, and then, because God hates me and this episode was edited by a person with an even uglier mind than Tarek's...