My conversation with the bespoke sandwich lady at work went something like this:
Me: Hi, can I have tuna mayo on ciabatta with some tomato and onion please.
She busies herself by slicing open the bread and putting a scoop of tuna mayo on it.
Her: Anyfink else?
Me: Yes, tomato and onion please.
She looks blankly at me and puts some tomato slices on top of the tuna mayo.
Her: Anyfink else?
Me: Yes, some onion please.
Clearly not concerned at her own ignorance, she put some onion on the tomato slices.
Her: Anyfink else?
At this point whilst it would have been tempting to say that I wanted a large pina colada with half a pound of fruit and a cocktail umbrella in it, I decided that hunger had set in and I just wanted my lunch.
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