Worked the night shift last night/this morning..was my first one at this job..very interesting crowd for a Wed night/Thurs morning..
-Can I help you?-
-Yes..I'd like a blueberry bagel..toasted with like, butter..but like, a lot of butter..not like a little bit, but like double the amount you usually put on..but not like a lot-
-Okay-
-Slathered some butter on the bagel..-
-munching it at the counter..- oh..by the way..you like made this like perfectly.-
Moral of the story: You can like never have like, too much butter.
-Can I help you?-
-Yes..I'd like two blueberry bagels toasted with...um..what do you call it?...
-Cream cheese?-
-No..it's like..the opposite of sour cream..-
-Alright..-
-she's thinking out loud...-um...what is it?..it's kind of like sour cream..what do you have?
-Butter, swiss cheese, cheddar cheese, processed cheese, cream cheese..-
-Yeah that's it..cream cheese..-
Moral of the story: When in doubt, pick cream cheese.
There was a girl in the parking lot twirling around with her arms above her head...just dancing away to no music and by herself...topless.
Moral of the story: You don't need music..or clothes to have fun.
