"Why do the kids keep CRYING? Don’t they LIKE the Easter Bunny? Sure, there’s likely some twitchy meth head in there who’s four hours late on his five o’clock shadow and is only doing the gig to hide from his parole officer. But when the little kids look up, all THEY see is a gargantuan furry glassy-eyed permasmiling abomination who would as soon give you chocolate eggs as decapitate you with his giant flat guillotine teeth…never mind; I get it now."
Bus driver just called me “muffin”. Nothing like being compared to food before 9 am. Thank you, Saturday.
This is why proofreading is important. Also, HR is a rougher gig than I thought. Maybe before firing someone, it’s best to put them in a safety cage first.
Lady on bus to driver: “Do you have the right time?” I thought the word “right” was assumed. Maybe she got burned once and wasn’t taking chances.