It’s Made From Pure Sugar Cane
(A few years ago, my grandfather started having trouble walking. One day, he comes back from the store and, upon opening the door, immediately starts this conversation.)
Grandfather: “I have a cocaine!”
Me: “What?”
(I turned around and saw my grandfather gesturing to the new cane he bought, with a Coca-Cola design on it. He never let me live it down until the day he died.)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
