Socks Of Death
(We’ve been having trouble controlling our laundry lately, and today is my first day off where I am really able to tackle it. My boyfriend is taking off his clothes to get ready for bed. He hesitates, and catches himself before just throwing his socks on the floor.)
Boyfriend: “Hey, I was about to throw these on the floor, but I didn’t want to…”
Me: “Die?”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
