I got a cloud to apologize for raining on my barbecue

The rain started at 4:11, precisely when I put twelve burgers on the grill. I moved the grill under the awning. The cloud moved over the awning. At that point I considered it personal.

I wrote a complaint on the back of the grocery receipt. Under “desired outcome” I put sunshine, dry buns, and an acknowledgment that the timing was weird. I clipped it to the clothesline with two pegs so the weather couldn't claim it never got the letter.

Ten minutes later the rain stopped. A rainbow appeared over the neighbor's fence. Everyone said it was beautiful. I said it was a partial refund. The buns were still wet and the rainbow expired before we could use it.

I kept the receipt. We're doing ribs next Saturday, and I'd like a paper trail.