I remember years ago when my mother sent me to the neighborhood Chinese restaurant to get us some dinner one night. Okay, no problem, since I went there on a regular basis. However, that night turned out to be the last time that I went to that place. As I am standing there waiting for the lady to take my order, something told me to just look into the kitchen. Lo, and behold, what do I see but one of Mickey's family members walking through the kitchen!!!
I said to myself, maybe I was seeing things. It was not my minds playing tricks on me, it was a mouse in the kitchen. I kindly just walked out of the restaurant, found the nearest pay phone and told my mother what happened. Let's just say that we did not have Chinese that evening.
BTW - The restaurant no longer exists - it's been replaced by a bodega.
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