Service With A Smile

He laid on the bed on the salesfloor, nursing his hangover, enjoying a respite from the overwhelmingness a trip to IKEA always brings.

I walked towards him, eager to rouse him and finish our trip. Enough of this dillydallying – let’s get out of here. Chop chop. No time to waste.

He looked up at me, smiling. “Hey, what’s it take to get room service around here?”

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