This morning when I went to go get my car, there was a pancake on the passenger trunk side. It looked kind of crumpled. I threw it over the fence. Then laughed a lot.
One of my regulars came in, and as I grabbed her smokes, I showed her my left hand. I told her it happened over the weekend, and she was appropriately excited for me. I also told her about the pancake, and we both had a good laugh over that.
"I got engaged over the weekend, and I found a pancake on my car this morning."
I tried to maintain that upbeat attitude for the rest of the day. It only sort of worked.
No comments:
Post a Comment