They're all jacked up on sugar and there's like, a bouncy house and everyone's having a good time. And I'm the clown. I'm supposed to be like, What's up? I'm the clown on the party. I'm here. What do I do that? No, I go find a corner and I'm like, I think I'm going to sit here and do some face painting
I think maybe people are too quick to judge sometimes, like, the fact that they gave you a bad Yelp review. I mean, they I don't even know if they considered your situation. Like, did they know you had had to drive like that far? And like, what you had to go through to like, get to other house and like, do all this stuff