I’m convinced that whoever owns the Dupont Panera is trying to turn me into a supervillain
I’m convinced that whoever owns the Dupont Panera is trying to turn me into a supervillain. Why do I think this? They never remember to give me the banana I paid for, but always give me a pickle spear when I ask them specifically not to. What makes it worse is that they don’t just give me the pickle, but find new and inventive ways to put it directly on my sandwich so that all the nasty pickle juice has nowhere to go but get sucked up into the bread. Yes, this is a teeny, tiny, ridiculous thing to be annoyed about in an otherwise OK life in the Darkest Timeline. But when have supervillains ever been rational about supposed slights? -- source link