So, I woke up with a Puddle of Mud song stuck in my head. It simply won't go away. I have tried everything - listening to other songs, listening to the song (to get out of my system), meditation. I had a dream last night with the song in it. I think it is my subconscious telling me stuff I already know. In the dream, my husband's girlfriend (it's complicated) was following me around at home, at work, at the store, and she kept singing that one line over and over, "Maybe I'm the one. Maybe I'm the one, who's the schizophrenic psycho." It makes sense, because she is.
At the coffee shop today we had a customer who was looking at the cold drinks menu. She saw frozen hot chocolate on there, so she came up to order. We also have hot chocolate on the hot drinks menu.
Customer: Could I have mint in my hot chocolate?
Me: Of course, no problem.
Customer: But, I want it hot not cold, OK?
Me: Hot chocolate comes hot.
Customer: But, I don't want it cold.
Me: So, you want a mint hot chocolate?
Customer: Yes, but I want it hot.
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