Mystery Men (part 2)

I nearly forgot! I'm pretty sure The Splien came in to Slumberland tonight. I didn't see him... unless he was dressed like my irony customers (you know, the ones that come in two minutes to 9 and are 'just looking'). Here I was, explaining something about a massage chair, or a hutch maybe. I really can't remember. All I can remember is the stench. The gagging reflex kicked in mid sentence, and I felt trapped. This was no 'fluff', folks! How these people pretended they didn't smell anything was beyond me. Maybe they were used to it? In any case, I tried my best to finish the explanation then had to 'excuse myself'.

Then to add more irony to the situation, the Cranberries , "Do you have to let it linger?" song came on over the satellite radio in the store.

It feels good to laugh at a day that would not stop taunting. It feels good to write about something meaningless and *ahem* passing.