A Monday Tid Bit

This is just a little tid bit for Monday because I just felt like posting and something interesting happened, bothered me rather, today during my lunch stop.

I had to drop off an updated pay stub to the closing people today. Nearby to the bank office is a sub shop. I walked in, decided what I wanted and placed my order. I told the young sandwich maker what I wanted on my sandwich, "Everything but onions and green peppers." His response? "Would you like pickles with that?" Arrrgh. At any rate, that isn't what bothered me, but I have very little patience for incompetence, call it a personality flaw of mine.

The 'tid bit' I referred to is what drove me crazy. It was crusted to the side of his damn lip, right there in front of me, for everyone to see, was a chunk of crust or whatever it was, pasted on his face. This guy was making my roast beef sandwich and all I could think about was that crust on his lip. I should have asked him if he wanted pickles with that damn thing.

Enough ranting. Please excuse my impatience for punk sandwich shop employees with crusty lips and no brains.