Scared They’re Just Waffling On

(About a year ago one of my best friends happens to start working at the same shop I work at, but we are rarely on the same shift as the manager knows we’d not get much done besides chatting. This is the night before she and I get to have a full day by ourselves in the store.)

Me: “So, do you want pancakes or waffles?”

Friend: “Uh… waffles?”

Me: “Great! Then I have one reason extra not to oversleep; gotta bring treats so I don’t disappoint you.”

Friend: “I would be very sad, then.”

Me: “No worries, I got it covered. Then we can eat waffles while looking at the handsome workers next door!”

(Let’s just say not a whole lot of work was done the next day, but the customers were kept happy, shelves stocked, and we shared some waffles with the workers next door!)