I went to the diner. The help was probably in her late forties and probably a former junkie. Yes I am serious.
I order my drink: a creamsicle. Vanilla shake with OJ. "
Oh-kay!" the help says in an exaggerated voice. Not "OK..." as in "how weird". "
Oh-kay" as in...well, I have no idea. My ally and I look at each other.
"You're supposed to laugh," the help says. "I'm kind of the comedian back here." We look at her as if we are immigrants. She returns with my drink. "I'm Yvonne," she lets us know. She strecthes out her hand to both me and my ally to
shake.
Reader, I almost threw up.