… er– A Regular.
There’s a deli across the street from my office. It doesn’t offer a whole lot of food, but what they do have is generally pretty good. I’m actually more partial to them in the morning when I want breakfast. They make croissant breakfast sandwiches and coffee drinks that are pretty tasty and only a little bit over-priced. It’s a small location, however, and they can’t cook or bake things there, so all their bakery goods come from their sister location three blocks away where they do make everything fresh… as far as I know.
Because they don’t bake anything on site, there is a limited number of things, like for instance, the croissants. If you don’t get there early enough, they run out and you either have to get something far more fattening, or you get nothing at all.
When I walked in at 9:40 this morning the platter in the display case which should hold the croissants was empty. I was disappointed that I got there too late… again! I was looking in the display case to see what else I would get and a gentleman walked in and stood behind me to wait his turn. I turned to him and told him he could go ahead since I was still looking in the case and just as I turned away from him the cashier looked at me and said, “Ham, egg and cheese. Right?”
I said, “Yes, but you don’t have any more croissants.”
She told me they had one last one, and then the person who prepares the food started assembling my sandwich.
The cashier turned to the gentleman I had waived pasted me, as he approached, and asked him for his order. He said, “I’d like a ham, egg and cheese croissant, please?”
It pays to be a regular