Like asking what the meaning of life is.

[cinema guy]

It is indeed like trying to extract the location of enemy troops from a prisoner of war.

Interrogator, shines light in face: "Ve haff vays of making you talk."
Customer: "I'll not tell you anything!"
I: backhands him across face "Do you vant sveet or salted popcorn?"
C: "Argh! Salted. Damn you!"
I: attaches electrodes to nipples, "Now. You vill tell me which drink you vant."
C: "No I can't take it any more! Pepsi, I want Pepsi!"
I: turns current up, "Regular, diet or Max?"
C: screams in agony, "Re...regular."
I: "That vasn't so bad vas it. Here is you food. Enjoy your movie."

[Imogene]

I am a terribly indecisive person. Deciding between ice cream flavours in the grocery store can take upwards of 20 minutes.

You mean, like this?

[AdminAssistant]

I know that look. The same look appears on my customer's faces when I asked, "Chips, apple or bread?"

You know, I WAS going to go home and make myself a nice, healthy veggie pasta for dinner.

Now I'm probably going to have to go to Panera. I hope you're happy.

*wants some carby goodness*