It’s things like this that keep me up at night. Like that Minute Maid commercial where Popeye and Bluto appear to have reconciled their differences, much to Olive Oyl’s distress. Wondering what sort of patients were kept on the Montgomery Ward. Being concerned that Doctors Without Borders put an end to that book store chain. What do I do if I’m driving at high speed down the Interstate and something goes wrong with the glove box? Do I need to have gloves in the glove box to pass state inspection requirements? It’s no wonder I never get any sleep…
