Customer service reps don’t make the rules, but they can break them… if we ask nicely.
I was in awe. I thought he was amazing in that moment.
She’s probably been a server for forever. Barely looking up from her order pad, in a smoker’s voice…
I was stuck in the bathroom sweating, half-naked and afraid… at my high school reunion. Worst nightmare coming true.
I finished the dishes and have vowed to never give the ducks bread ever again.
That tiny, little, non-explosive fix worked.
Now “what happened to the fish” scenarios are running through my head; all before 8:00 am.
I moved faster than when the cat or dog starts puking: grab phone, glasses, kid, flashlight, dog, cat. Sorry fish.
She’s in charge, completely, of cleaning the tank text time.
Even the head of the elves needs a cold one on Christmas Eve.