Went to a comedy show Saturday in Chicago and was delighted by the rolling jubilee of compliments happening in the ladies room queue. Just people passing the queue on their way out complimenting those waiting in line. It seemed like each of us just wanted to keep it going when we left. Heartwarming
I once bumped into a guy and knocked his coffee out of his hand, 100% my fault for not paying attention, he said (in a very particular way) “Oh soory”
I did a double take and started laughing because he had a maple leaf shirt on and everything. Crisp high five to the first person who guesses where he got the coffee. He even denied my attempt to compensate him for the drink.
It could not get more stereotypical and I’m still not convinced I wasn’t part of some practical joke video.
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