I walked into a diner this morning for breakfast.
The place has a good Breakfast and a good Breakfast Crowd. It’s also very loud during Breakfast Hours, which will play a big part in this story. I get in line.
Person after person goes up to the counter, places their order, and steps to their left to wait. Much like The “Soup Nazi” portrayed on “Seinfeld.”
My turn to order comes up.
I walk to the counter:
“Fried Bologna Sandwich with Mustard and Onion on plain untoasted White Bread, Please.”
“You want that bread toasted?” She asks.
“No, thank you,” I reply.
“You’re the boss,” she says as she plops my two pieces of Plain White Bread into the toaster for toasting.
The guy next to me giggles a little to let me know he witnessed what had just happened.
The toast pops up from the toaster, and she gets it out.
“Whatcha want on it?”
“Bologna, Mustard and Onion, Please.”
“You’re the boss,” she says as she smears Mayonnaise onto both slices of toast.
The guy next to me giggles again.
I whisper to the guy beside me, “I’m okay with Mayonnaise.”
“What next?” She asks.
“Um, Bologna, Mustard, and Onions,” I say.
“You’re the boss,” she says as she puts Lettuce onto one slice of toast.
“What next?” She asks.
“Wow…so much to choose from. Um, Bologna, Mustard and Onions, Please.”
“You’re the boss,” she says as she adds a slice of Tomato.
The man next to me says, “Oh, heck no. You should tell her.”
“Heck no,” I reply. “This is gonna make my day.”
“What next?”
“Bologna, Mustard, and Onions,” I say.
I then lean towards the man next to me and say, “I wonder what I have to say to get her to throw a slice of Watermelon onto that Sandwich.
He bursts out laughing.
“Be careful, or you’re liable to wind up with a Pickled Pigsfoot on your Sandwich.”
To my surprise, she added Mustard to one slice of toast.
“What next?” She asks.
The guy next to me is just waiting to hear what I ask for and, more importantly, to see what she puts on the Sandwich.
“Um, just Bologna and Onion, Please.”
“You’re the boss,” she says as she plops a piece of Bologna onto the toasted bread and then begins bagging the Sandwich up.
“You ain’t gettin’ no Onion,” the guy next to me whispers.
She hands me my Sandwich in a Brown Paper Bag and says, “Have a great day, Sir!”
I looked at the guy next to me and said, “If this is any indication of what my day will be like, I’ll be back in the Hospital by this afternoon.
In life, it doesn’t matter if you’re the boss or not; Everyone is still going to do whatever it is they want to do.
