You know what I think when I’m really tired and need a nap? Let’s go to the coffee shop! I mean, really, what could be more relaxing than taking a nap in a crazy-loud coffee shop? With a computer on your lap.
Let’s snuggle. Or snore. Whatevs.
Nap Man zonked out and serenaded everyone else in the place with the dulcet tones of his snores. It was just the cutest thing ever. Well, assuming the weed-eater sounds spewing from his mouth count as cute to you.
And then the snoring stopped. Nap Man was so, so, still. Still as if he had died. And you know what everyone did? They moved farther away. You know, for just in case.
Well, not me. I checked to make sure he didn’t have porn on his screen just in case he really was dead. It seemed like the right thing to do.