Saved By A Name
(I’m hanging out at a friend’s house. She and her family are Hispanic. A pair of men knock on their door, and her mom opens it.)
Friend’s Mother: “Can I help you?”
Man #1: “Yes, we’d like to know if you’ve found Jesus yet?”
Friend’s Mother: “Yeah, he’s sitting on the couch. Do you need to talk to him?”
Man #2: “No, we—”
Friend’s Mother: *turns to the living room* “JESUS! WHAT DID YOU DO NOW?!”
Man #1: “Uhm… We’re just gonna go now…”
(My friend’s mom closes the door and smiles at me.)
Friend’s Mother: “S*** like this is why I named my son Jesus!”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?