The Sixth Doll, On The Sixth Shelf, On The Sixth Day…
(My friend and I are watching a scary movie involving talking dolls. All of a sudden, we hear creepy giggling that’s not coming from the movie. I freak out. Side note: my friend has a one-year-old.)
Me: “WHERE IS IT COMING FROM? What demonic dolls do you have?”
Friend: “It’s the baby monitor…”
Me: “Oh…”
(I felt stupid after that.)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
