Don’t forget the unflattering but comfy shoes.
Tonight’s LOL for the last of the insomnia Mumpers:
Handed out a pizza, like I’ve done a thousand times before. Usually the driver will set it on the passenger seat, or the passenger’s lap if they’re fortunate enough to have company.
Oh. Not tonight.
She looked up juuust long enough to give the driver the stinkiest of stinkeyes I’ve seen in a while, and went right back to her phone.
Not a surly teenager; this was a grown woman who had some feelings about things.
He looked up at me, goes, “Uh, she’s kinda mad at me” (yeah, buddy, I kinda picked up that vibe) takes the pizza, gets out of the car to put the pizza in the trunk, and then slinks back to the driver’s seat like a beaten dog.
At one point she glanced over and made the briefest of eye contact with me, and y’all, I really wanted to be like, “Girl, spill some TEA what did he do?!?”
Somewhere out there in western Mitten State, a couple is having either a dramatic breakup, or some pizza-fueled makeup funtimes.