Thursday, April 13, 2006

RIOT IN NEW DELI 

The other night, I got off the subway after a really long day at work, 11:30 or so, and decided to get a couple of sandwich rolls at a corner bodega closest to the subway, so I could make a sandwich for dinner and an egg sandwich for breakfast.

Here's the conversation I had with the guy behind the counter:

ME: Hey, I'd like to buy a couple of rolls.

COUNTER GUY: I have no rolls.

ME: (indicating rolls in glass case) You don't have any rolls?

COUNTER GUY: No rolls.

ME: (indicating rolls in glass case) You don't have these rolls right here?

COUNTER GUY: I need those for sandwiches.

ME: You need them for sandwiches at 11:30 at night?

COUNTER GUY: We don't get another shipment until four in the morning.

ME: Wait, so what you're saying is that in the next four and a half hours, you're going to have such a huge sandwich rush that you can't spare two rolls.

Then he said something that just floored me:

COUNTER GUY: I can sell you hero rolls.

ME: Wait, so you're saying that the big 2am lunch rush is going to make a run on sandwiches, but not heros.

COUNTER GUY: More expensive.

ME: Then why would I want it?

COUNTER GUY: My friend, next shipment is at 4am. They're fresher, these rolls are stale.

ME: So I should go home, set my alarm for four in the morning, and then rush back here to buy fresh rolls for my dinner?

And I was going to say, "Hey, I can spend my money at any other store in this neigborhood," when I realize that acrtually, I could just go and spend my money at any other store in the neighborhood. Which is what I did.

At some point, I felt like i was being given a bread intervention by this guy:
"Sorry pal, but you can't have any more bread. We feel like you're hurting yourself. It's time to put the roll down and start eating rice cake sandwiches.


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