I walked into one of our I.V. supermarkets yesterday. Wait, no. Supermarket doesn’t seem like the right term…
“A liquor store that sells bread and condoms.”
At any rate, there I encountered one of the most wretched human beings I’ve set eyes on in my college career.
She looked like she hadn’t slept in three weeks and as I entered, she muttered to the cashier, “Do you sell earplugs?”
Thursday’s forecast: No earplugs, but sympathy from everyone who’s ever had a snoring roommate.