A woman came into my restaurant looking for her friends who were already there. The place is small, and you can see every seat from the front door. I hand her a menu, and say, “Take a look, they’ve gotta be here.”
She looks at me, then at the menu in fear and confusion. I ask her what’s wrong. She says, “How do you have a map of where everyone is sitting?” She thought we live-printed maps every time someone new came through the doors.
For months, I begged my husband Tom to get rid of our moldy old couch. He always said, “Tomorrow.” But tomorrow never came. So one Saturday, I…
A duck waddled into a pub and ordered a beer and a ham sandwich. The bartender blinked. “Wait—you’re a duck!” “That’s obvious,” the duck said. “And you…
I wasn’t snooping — I just wanted a recipe on Eli’s tablet. Then a message popped up: “You need more money?” It was from my dad. Confused,…
I’m Margaret, 74, and my yard has held a special treasure for over 20 years—a pond my grandfather dug. It’s where my grandkids learned to swim and…
Amelia’s determination to meet her newborn grandson Hans was unbreakable. Despite her son Mark refusing to pick her up, she set off on foot with her walker,…
The lady in front of me at checkout had about $200 worth of toilet paper in her shopping cart. With an attitude she asked me what type…