Seriously…
Panera bread. This morning. I’m attempting not to be late for week. Need breakfast. The idiot woman in front of me had been in line for several minutes before it was her turn. She finally goes up to the counter. Stares at the menu for what seems like 5 minutes. (Andy time is different than real time) She orders. “Egg and cheese on a bagel”
“What kind of bagel?” the clerk person asks.
“Uhhh… oh…” like she didn’t realize she had to answer that question. She stares at the bagels.Â
“WTF??? REALLY WTF????”
Didn’t she know that question was coming? And even if not, doesn’t she know what bagel she wants? And if not, can’t she stand aside and let me go?Â
I don’t know why some people make things so difficult.
She orders an everything. It took her seven minutes to order an everything bagel. Like, in her head, she went though each bagel… “Well, I do like the onion… but I want poppy seeds too, but then again there’s always the raisin thing… I wonder if I can get one with all those things on it…”
Goodness lady. How is it I was born knowing I want everything and you have to think about it?