rebecca_in_blue | Its connection to the name is doubtful! Doubtful!

This is why you should never be nice to customers, boys and girls. Because as soon as you are, you'll get a customer like the one Rebecca had Friday night. A man who was at least old enough to be my father first looked as obviously as possible at my left hand, then asked me if I'd like to go to dinner with him. When I told my manager (who has never taken anything seriously in his entire life) about it later, he said that I should've taken him up on it, because if the guy was "about to croak," then I could marry him and inherit all his money, and at the very least I'd get a free dinner out of it.

Sara and I have kicked our comforter to the floor, because it's gotten too hot to even think about sleeping under it, and now Sable thinks it's another bed for him. He's in hog heaven.