…then the person down the counter from me seems to have overdosed on it.
This dude is giggling uncontrollably for no reason that I can discern. I don’t see a Bluetooth on him, he’s not reading anything, and I don’t see anything out the window we’re both facing worth ROTFL about.
And, now he’s just stopped like there was nothing.
I do that all the time…fly into an incontrollable giggle fit brought on my my own twisted imagination. That keeps people at bay, because who is going to bother the crazy lady laughing at nothing?