re: #50 wrenchwench

Will tip heavily for booboos.

I went around the corner for some more coffee. She asks me if I want a free iced latte. It was made by mistake, or ordered by mistake, or something. So I threw 2 quarters in the tip jar, instead of the usual one.

It must be my day. Where should I go next? Oh, the post office. I almost forgot.

Maybe someone will have extra postage to cover that baby grand piano you’ve meaning to ship to Maine. Fingers crossed!