Don’t Give Eeyore Another Thing To Moan About
(I talk in my sleep all the time. This happens while my husband is still awake reading and I’m asleep the whole time.)
Me: “Oh, my god!”
Husband: “You okay?”
Me: “Oh, my god! Stop them!”
Husband: “What’s wrong?”
Me: “Stop them! Don’t!”
Husband: *about to wake me up*
Me: “Don’t let them crucify Eeyore!”
Husband: “…I married a lunatic.”
(To this day I have absolutely no idea what I was dreaming about. I wish I knew…)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
