Thankfully, Love Is A Universal Language
(I’m lying around with my boyfriend-at-the-time. I’ve just told him that I had randomly woken up shirtless that morning. Note: my boyfriend is from Nepal, so I sometimes can’t understand his accent.)
Boyfriend: “Was there a bee in your room?”
Me: “What?”
Boyfriend: “Was there a bee in your room?”
Me: “A bee? Like a bumblebee?”
Boyfriend: “Yeah! They strip you!”
Me: *confused* “…What?”
Boyfriend: “You didn’t know that?!”
Me: “Where did you hear that?”
Boyfriend: “Jesus Christ!”
Me: *even more confused* “What?!”
Boyfriend: “Yeah! I interviewed him the other day! He told me I was sexy!”
Me: “Jesus did NOT tell you you were sexy!”
Boyfriend: “Yeah!”
Me: “A lightning bolt is going to come down and hit you! I’m gonna get hit, too, because I’m right here!”
Boyfriend: *puts his arm around me* “If lightning comes, I push you.”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
