On our way home today, we stopped at our local Jimmy John's for sandwiches. With all of the restaurants and fast food joints in town, we haven't been to Jimmy John's all that often. Actually, this might have been only the third time I've had food from there since they opened a few years ago. Anyway, we decided to go in and order because we aren't that familiar with the menu and figured this would be easier. And our visit went like this:
- We walked in and no one does anything but stare at us. As if we were cockroaches that crawled out from under the counter.
- After deciding what we wanted, we walked up to the counter and placed the order. No one STILL had said anything to us. The first time we were spoken to was when we were told how much we owed.
- After paying, we stepped back and waited for our food to be prepared. The next words spoken 'to' us was when the numbers of our sandwiches were announced. Assuming our order was finished, K went to the counter, picked up our sandwiches, and we left. And no one still had said anything to us.