Sally Server

I’m Sally the Smiling Server, and I will be using this quiet seat near the window…oops, wrong blog. I will be using this disgusting old couch in a dilapidated rickety old building that is located three miles away from a hospital for the criminally insane to bring my readers anecdotes of my daily experiences of almost getting murdered, battling 19 types of cancer at once, and being followed down a lonely road by a terrifying trucker.

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So pull up that moldy old arm chair where Old Mr. Willis died, keep your cell phone FULLY CHARGED AT ALL TIMES WHY DOES NO ONE EVER HAVE A CELL PHONE WHEN THEY ARE BEING CHASED BY A CHAIN SAW-WIELDING MADMAN??? and lean in close. Here we go…