Sally-isms; or, “Serenity now!”
September 9, 2008emily 1 Comment »At the IKEA restaurant, Sally was effectively boxed into her seating area by patrons and baby strollers, so I offered to get her a drink refill when she needed one. Me: What do you want? Sally: Something diet. Me [up at the soda fountain, pointing at the Diet Pepsi]: Is this okay? Sally: Yeah! [then, [...]