Ok, last night about 8:00 ish my husband informs me that he needs to go to a customers house to pick up 3/4 of a cheesecake they are giving him. He said they only ate 3 slices and want to give him the rest.
"WHAT?!" "Kevin, you are doing what?! Picking up a "used cheesecake?!", I say with complete and utter dismay...
He said, "NO, not used. They only ate 3 slices and they are giving me the rest, as a gift. Because I give them great customer service, and they are good customers."
Ummm.... (me inside my head)
"You are going where to pick this partially eaten cheesecake?", I said.
He then replies, "It's just up the road, only takes about 15 minutes to get there, so I will be back in half an hour or so."
WHAT?!!! Ok seriously, who does this? Then he comes home with a box that has a cheesecake inside with 3 slices missing, and he asks do I want some? Uh, no!
Oh my husband, Kevin......
