The Sandwich Maker’s Lament

My sandwiches are never good enough. I don’t put enough mayonnaise or put too little cheese. I ALWAYS cut them the wrong way and YES YOU DO HAVE TO EAT THE CRUSTS! I sometimes forget to bring the sandwiches to the gym’s creche which means the whole word is going to fall apart at any second – the monster at the centre of the Earth is going to erupt from a sea of molten lava and we will all die.

There is no nutella, perhaps you would care for honey or jam?

I cannot go to the shops to buy the nutella for you and come home and make you a sandwich. We are in a bit of a rush and honey is just as sweet as nutella, wouldn’t you say? How about jam? Jam with some butter? I know you don’t like cheese so I won’t offer that to you.

Oh you want cheese?

Did you say you wanted a cheese sandwich like your brother?

Are you sure you want a CHEESE sandwich. Is that what you are saying?

Yes, ok a cheese sandwich it is.

Yes..it’s coming!

Here you go.

OHHHHH you mean you DON’T like cheese?

I’m so sorry I was mistaken.

Silly sandwich maker.

*sigh*

What do I know?

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