So, we had a late grocery-shopping trip last night. The plan was to get some sammies after dinner. We finish shopping, and head into the sandwich place.
As they're slicing the bread, Hubs goes "Oh, oops."
Me: "What is it?"
Hubs: "It looks like they close in 3 minutes."
I look at the time, and sure enough, it's 3 minutes until closing. I knew it was getting late, but I didn't realize it was that late. The staff said no problem, but I still felt bad. (I don't know what it is, but the staff here is always insanely happy.) Then, Hubby asked for his sandwich to be grilled, which takes even more time.
I tipped them $6 on a $19 bill, which I hope was enough to make up for our tardiness.
As they're slicing the bread, Hubs goes "Oh, oops."
Me: "What is it?"
Hubs: "It looks like they close in 3 minutes."
I look at the time, and sure enough, it's 3 minutes until closing. I knew it was getting late, but I didn't realize it was that late. The staff said no problem, but I still felt bad. (I don't know what it is, but the staff here is always insanely happy.) Then, Hubby asked for his sandwich to be grilled, which takes even more time.
I tipped them $6 on a $19 bill, which I hope was enough to make up for our tardiness.
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