“Ken”
Don’t get too excited.
Ken just prattles on for 40 minutes about how his boyfriend probably won’t ever leave his fucking wife.
Then he cries a little, asks for a hug (which goes on for WAY too long), and finally, hands you some Costco fish sticks and a handwritten invoice.
No, I don’t regret it, but, no, I probably wouldn’t do it again.
I dunno. We’ll see.

