The Chauffeur’s Son Throws a Birthday Bash for His Girlfriend and Asks Me, His Boss, to Foot the Bill

The chauffeur’s son went all out, sparing no expense, to throw an extravagant birthday party for his little girlfriend.

When it came time to pay, surprise! His credit card was frozen.

Fuming, he called me in a fit of rage:

“Lila Grant, what gives you the right to freeze my credit card? Do you have any idea how humiliating it is to not be able to pay here?!”

I chuckled coldly and reminded him, “Have you been drinking too much expired milk formula? That card you’re holding happens to be mine. If I freeze my own credit card, how’s that any of your business?”