Sunday, August 11, 2013
C'mon In! We're Closed!
Anyways...I walk in and immediately get stink-eye from the youngest of the two workers. She looks haggard, like she just walked in from clubbing all-night. The other one blurts to me, "Can I help you?".
I ask for one croissant.
She taps her watch and says "Papi, nothing is ready...We open at 7"
I look at the clock above her head that reads 7:30. Instead of arguing, I simply accept the ridiculousness of living in this fucked up land, and leave with a smile, cursing them under my breath. I used to work at a deli in Wisconsin & lived in NYC to tell you how it's done in the real world. Do you think you could show up at a bagel shop in NYC the second the door opens, and not get a bag of warm, delicious bagels? Of course you would! But I live in the land of idiocy! Usually people will get there an hour or two before you are actually open for business and prepare the food. I know, this seems like common sense, right? Not here. God, I miss America...and stop calling me Papi.