Playing With Fire
Dad: “FIRE! FIRE! GET OUT OF THE HOUSE! FIRE!”
(I run inside and find that Dad had managed to light stir-fry on fire. He is just standing in front of the burning stove screaming and panicking. I run and put it out with the fire extinguisher.)
Me: “Have I just walked into a Sims game?”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?