Lunch
[Alana approaches the lunch counter with a salad and a cookie in hand. As she approaches the cashier, he reaches for a small bag.]
Alana: I don't need a bag.
Him: Okay. [A pause as he looks at her selections. What about for the salad?
Alana: No thanks.
Him: Would you like a roll?
Alana: Pita please.
Him: [ringing up the order] That'll be $6.38
[Alana looks down to get her money and he uses the opportunity to grab a piece of pita and put it into a plastic bag. Alana pays and walks away from the counter carrying a stack--salad, cookie and dressing, and a bag with a piece of pita in it. Au Bon Pain has won...again.
[Alana approaches the lunch counter with a salad and a cookie in hand. As she approaches the cashier, he reaches for a small bag.]
Alana: I don't need a bag.
Him: Okay. [A pause as he looks at her selections. What about for the salad?
Alana: No thanks.
Him: Would you like a roll?
Alana: Pita please.
Him: [ringing up the order] That'll be $6.38
[Alana looks down to get her money and he uses the opportunity to grab a piece of pita and put it into a plastic bag. Alana pays and walks away from the counter carrying a stack--salad, cookie and dressing, and a bag with a piece of pita in it. Au Bon Pain has won...again.
Alana wrote this crap at
11:00 AM
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