Something With Sprinkles, I’d Wager…

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Me: “How can I help you, sir?”

Customer: “I’ll take a large coffee and something for my wife…maybe an apple cruller?”

(He pays for his stuff and I see him walk out to a car parked right in front of the store. He gets in, but the car doesn’t move. After about a minute, he storms back into the store.)

Customer: *loudly* “What kind of donut do you recommend for a hatchet-faced old witch?!

Me: “Uh….”

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