curiosities. reflections. wonders.
Today I ordered Jimmy John's for a friend who has no allergies or dietary restrictions.
"Everything. I want everything that you normally put on the sandwich. No special requests, at all. Just the normal. What everyone gets!" I say with a grin.
Because you know I'm the one that asks the waiter 700 questions before ordering. And then gives them the stink eye, just to make sure I can tell they really know what they're talking about. An interrogation and lie detector test, all before appetizers. That's my reality.