(no subject)
Tonight in drive thru a man asked me in drive thru...
[referring to my monroe]
him: is that glued?
me: [handing him his change, waiting on his food] no, it's pierced.
him: [made a disgusted face at me] oh.
and drove off without his food.
he paid for it.
but he just drove off right after i said that.
fuck you guy.
whatever.
I saw my beautiful corvette man tonight.
I never see him.
That made my night.