I’d like to think they guy ahead of me at lunch today learned his lesson, but I know he didn’t.
He wanted 4 6″ sandwiches, three of them identical, he also wanted them to be “specials” – that is, sandwich, cookie, chips.
Pretty simple, eh? Yeah, you’d think.
Instead, our protagonist decided he was going to make things “simple” for the sandwich artists. Here’s how it goes:
Artist: What can I get for you, sir?
Knucklehead: I need four 6″ sandwich specials, one a tuna on wheat, the other three BMT’s on Italian. You can just make one of them a 12″ sandwich.
What do you think the artisan made? 4 sandwiches, 1 6″ tuna, 2 6″ BMTs and a 12″ BMT. Exactly as ordered. But of course, knucklehead was trying to get both the 6″ sandwich deal special and pay the price for a single 12″ sub instead of the price of 2 6″ subs. (To be fair, there’s no reason that a 12″ sub shouldn’t be exactly the cost of 2 6″ subs, but thoes are the breaks. I suppose there’s lower overhead on only topping one sandwich instead of two.)
The practical upstart is that I waited 5 minutes while they all tried to wrap their heads around Knucklehead’s poor language skills and their inability to comprehend beyond their script. Meantime, my toasted sandwich got cold.
I wish there’s been a giant octopus handy.