Christmas Eve Reprieve

(I am a pet groomer in a very affluent part of town. It’s Christmas Eve and people have been calling and showing up all day expecting to have their pets groomed on the spot. I’ve been dealing with irate clients all day who don’t understand why I’m not open Christmas Day, when a regular calls:)

Me: “Hi, how can I help you?”

Regular: “Are you open today?”

Me: “Yes, but we’re all booked up-”

Regular: “Are you open late tonight?”

Me: *sighs* “We’re open this evening, yes, but—”

Regular: “Great, I’ll be by around 5:30.” *click*

(Sure enough, the customer shows up at 5:30 knocking on the door.)

Me: “Hi, [Regular], I actually don’t have any spots open…”

Regular: “Oh, I assumed. I just wanted to bring you a Christmas card and some special dog treats for you. You’re always so accommodating and wonderful. I just wanted to say thank you. Merry Christmas!” *whisks away*

Me: *speechless*