Apparently someone had been on a spree: the glass people couldn't even get out there yesterday because they were dealing with 4 other incidents in the neighborhood. I removed the cash from the till before I went home and left a note saying, "No cash on premises. Please don't break our window again. Thank you."
This time I managed not to take it personally. It happens. It's happened before, and it'll probably happen again. (Don't worry, Stanley, okay?)
1 comment:
So sorry to hear that, but I suspect they were after your tamales, not your dough. I had 1 for lunch and 2 for dinner and if there were any left, I would have one for dessert.
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