Not The Scariest Bogeyman
Daughter: *in the backseat* “Mommy, I made a boogeyman.”
(I absent-mindedly answer while helping to navigate.)
Me: “Okay, sweetie.”
(A moment passes.)
Me: *turning around to look* “Wait, what do you mean you made a boogeyman?”
Daughter: “I took my boogies, and made a little man. See?” *she holds it up to show me*
(My husband and I start laughing.)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
