The Regular
“Jim, welcome. How’s business?” Jim the restaurant manager said.
“Todd, it’s going great. Family’s coming in for a little get together in a few weeks. It’s gonna get crazy, but then what’s life without a little spice in it?”
Jim smiled and said, “Gonna have the usual today, number 15?”
Jim paused, nodded his head, but said, “You know, I’ve had number 15 for as long as I’ve been coming here and I think I’m gonna change it up a bit. How about a numberrrr…”
“And here it is,” Todd said holding a sandwich with a red ‘#15’ sticker attached to the company’s wrapping paper. Three napkins surrounded the rolled sandwich. “Fresh and served to you, a number 15 without you even finishing the order. How’s that for speed? It may even be a new record because the boys are always trying to reach new heights.”
“Eh, sold, but next time, Todd, next time don’t be so hasty. Maybe I want to experience one of your other great sandwiches.”
“Agreed, and noted,” Todd said.
Jim took a sip of his soda.
“Naa, on second thought. I’m a creature of habit. A number 15 it is for me every time.”
“Right. It’s what I thought,” said Todd.
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I usually order the same food item every time because I know it's going to be delicious, not greasy just the right amount of Red Enchilada sauce stacked not rolled with onions on the top, and not too much cheese. With refried beans no rice. Sometimes you stick with what you know is going to be out-of-this-world tasty goodness.