From what we heard from the news, the criminal wiped clean all evidences
from the corpse,
so unlikely can the police find any DNA on it. Semen of course no, as she
wasn’t raped, just
molested with brinjals.
My cousin spoke to Nurin’s uncle, Jazlan, and below is a bit of the real
story:
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Spoke to jazlan (the photographer son of jalil kelabu) just a few minutes
ago. He told me all the details. Today the face of the girl started to look
more like nurin. Two days ago the parents could not really recognize and
was in denial. Today at the burial, she started to look very much like
their lost daughter. I had tears in my eyes. Nurin is about ********’s age
and I can’t imagine how would I ever survive such a trauma. I admire the
parents for being so strong.
Her private parts (both vagina and anal) were totally destroyed and torn
outside and inside. They left a big fat brinjal inside the vagina deep
inside destroying the intestines etc. she was not fed for over 2 weeks only
water (they did not find any source of food inside her body). She cried so
much the eye lashes froze up with salt type discharge from tears. Her bones
were showing like a famine kid. Her skin was distorted. The killer must
have done so many things to the poor girl.
To shove her inside the gym bag, they broke her backbone and neck to fold
her up to fit inside the bag.
There is no describing what kind of person would do such a thing.
Al-fatihah…
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Air Force Test
The object of the game is to move the red block around
Without getting hit by the blue blocks or touching the black walls.
If you can go longer than 18 seconds you are phenomenal.
It's beenSaid that the US Air Force uses this for fighter pilots.
They are Expected to go for at least 2 minutes.
Give it a try but be careful...it is addictive!!
http://members.iinet.net.au/~pontipak/redsquare.html
Without getting hit by the blue blocks or touching the black walls.
If you can go longer than 18 seconds you are phenomenal.
It's beenSaid that the US Air Force uses this for fighter pilots.
They are Expected to go for at least 2 minutes.
Give it a try but be careful...it is addictive!!
http://members.iinet.net.au/~pontipak/redsquare.html
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Just For Giggles
Restaurant Anecdotes:
I am English and drink hot tea as opposed to coffee. My husband and I visited a fast food restaurant in America, and I asked a waitress if they had any hot tea.
Me: "Do you have hot tea?"
Her: "Well, it is not very warm...but...."
Me: "No I mean do you have hot water and a tea bag?"
Her: "Yes."
Me: "So you can make me hot tea."
Her: "Well I can put a cup of iced tea in the microwave for you."
Me: "No, just give me a cup of hot water and a tea bag, and I will make my own."
Her: "Do you want ice in the cup?"
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Once when I went to McDonald's, I saw on the menu that you could have an order of 6, 9 or 12 Chicken McNuggets. I asked for a half dozen nuggets.
"We don't have half dozen nuggets," said the teenager at the counter.
"You don't?" I replied.
"We only have six, nine, or twelve," was the reply.
"So I can't order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?"
"That's right."
So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets.
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I overheard the following conversation at a Friendly's restaurant:
Girl: "Boy, I'm really parched."
Boy: "Yeah, I'm full too!"
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A pizza-and-sub takeout recently opened near me. When I got the menu, I decided that I would try the hamburger sub that was listed, so I called.
Me: "I'd like to place an order for pickup."
Him: "Certainly, sir. What would you like to have?"
Me: "I'd like the hamburger sub, please."
Him: "Excuse me, the HAMburger sub?"
Me: "Yes."
Him: "I'm sorry, but we don't have HAMburger."
Me: "It's right here on the menu."
Him: "We don't have HAMburger."
This went on a few times, until finally I asked for a cheeseburger sub without the cheese. He was happy to sell me that.
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I used to work at an Arby's. In the two years I worked there, the dumbest customer by far has been one that apparently never succeeded at first grade math.
Me: "That will be $12.69, please."
Him: "Ok. Here you go."
He handed me a $10 bill. Thinking that this was just a mistake, that maybe he meant to give me a $20,
I said:
Me: "This is a $10 bill."
Him: "Yeah, I know."
Me: "The total is $12.69."
Him: "I gave you a 10. That's enough."
Me: "I need $2.69 more. The total is $12.69."
Him: (annoyed) "It's all there! I gave you a 10!"
Me: "No. I need $2.69 more."
Him: "I gave you a 10!"
Me: "I know. The total is $12.69! I need another $2.69!"
This situation kept on going for a good four or five minutes, when something really wrong happened. I just had him on the verge of giving me a $50 bill, when a manager changed the price to make it less than $10. After I told the customer that, he said:
Him: "Darn kids don't know how to do math these days."
I suppose the moral of the story is act dumb, even if you aren't, and rewards will follow.
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One day, this lady brought in an Arby-Q sandwich because she didn't like it and she wanted her money back. That would be fine if it weren't for the fact that my Arby's stopped selling those a month ago, and that the sandwich was black and moldy. It was one of the grossest things I have ever seen in my life.
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Me: "I'd like a small coffee shake and nothing else."
Clerk: "Anything else?"
Me: "Uh...a cup?"
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This happened at a local fried chicken shack.
Customer: "I'll have a half dozen chicken nuggets."
Waitress: "I'm sorry, we don't have a half dozen. You can only order six, nine, or twelve."
Customer: "Well, ok, I'll have six then."
This has happened to me with two different people now.
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I had a craving for french fries one day, so I pulled up to the drive-thru of McDonald's.
Me: "I'd like a large french fries please."
Clerk: "Would you like fries with that?"
I got sort of confused at this one and told him no. He told me to pull ahead, so I did, and then he asked me why I was sitting there.
Clerk: "I thought you didn't want fries."
Me: "No, I ordered a large french fries."
Clerk: "Ok. Do you want fries with that?"
Since saying no the last time had gotten me nothing, I figured I'd better say yes this time.
He gave me two large fries.
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I went to a McDonald's in New York. My girlfriend and I didn't know what we wanted ahead of time, but when we got there we saw a sign for a special: "2 Big Macs, 2 large fries, and 2 drinks for $7.99."
Me: "Can I have the 2 Big Macs, 2 large fries special?"
Clerk: "Excuse me?"
Me: "Can I have the special on the sign up there?" (pointing to the sign)
Clerk: "What special?"
Me: "The 2 Big Macs special."
Clerk: "That's not a special. You just order 2 Big Macs and 2 fries and 2 drinks."
Me: "Will it cost $7.99?"
Clerk: "I don't know. Let me see."
She rung up the order, and it came to around $12.
Clerk: "That is how much it costs."
Me: "Then why does the sign say $7.99?"
Clerk: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Me: "The sign up there." (pointing to the sign again)
Clerk: "Let me get the manager."
The manager came over, and I was convinced I would be eating shortly.
Manager: "Can I help you?"
Me: "I just want to order the special that it see on the sign up there."
Manager: "There is no special at this time."
Me: "Then why does the sign say there is?"
Manager: "I don't know about that, but you can order two value meals and get the same thing."
Me: "But that will cost more than $7.99."
Manager: "That's right."
Me: "But what I want is what is on the sign up there." (pointing to the sign again)
The manager read the sign out loud, very slowly.
Manager: "The sign is wrong."
Me: "Well, if you are the manager, why don't you take it down?"
Manager: (angrily) "Excuse me?"
Me: "You are the manager, and you have signs in here that are wrong. You should take them down."
Manager: "Sir, why don't you leave my store."
Me: "What?"
Manager: "Leave my store before something happens."
Me: "What is going to happen?"
Manager: "Just get out of here."
We left, walked about five blocks to the next McDonald's. I ordered the same special without a problem.
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When I was in college, a couple of my friends and I went to a small town restaurant for a bite to eat one evening. I was in the mood for a ham and cheese omelette. Looking at the menu, there was a ham omelette listed and a cheese omelette listed, but no combination. So when the waitress came for the order, I asked about the combination.
Me: "I'd like a ham AND cheese omelette, please."
Her: "I...don't know. I'll have to ask the chef."
Me: "Uh...ok."
She left and returned a minute later.
Her: "The chef says he'll have to put eggs in it to hold it together!"
Me: (blank stare) "...Well, if he HAS to put eggs in it, that'll be ok!"
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I used to work at a Subway restaurant, and I found this happening quite often:
Me: "How can I help you?"
Customer: "I'd like a Club with everything."
So I start putting cheese on the bread.
Customer: "No cheese."
Me: "Ok."
So I start putting vegetables on the bread.
Customer: "No lettuce or pickles."
Me: "Ok."
Customer: "No olives."
Me: "Everything, right?"
Customer: "Yes."
Me: "Everything?"
Customer: "Everything."
Me: "Ok."
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Whenever I go to my local Subway, I find I constantly get either ingredients on my sub I didn't ask for, or a sub missing some ingredients I did ask for. I'm not that picky, so one day when I was in a rush I asked for a 6-inch meat-lovers with everything.
Clerk: "Do you want lettuce?"
Me: "Yeah, everything please."
Clerk: "Cheese?"
Me: "Yes, just put everything on it please."
Clerk: "Pickles?"
Me: "Yes, everything, the works, please."
This went on for every ingredient, getting more annoying with each step, until we reached the salt and pepper.
Clerk: "Salt?"
Me: (wanting to get going) "No, that's ok."
Salt goes on anyway.
Clerk: "Pepper?"
Me: "Yeah."
No pepper.
Finally the sub's rung up, and I rush out of the store. Half an hour later, start eating the sub and notice there's no meat on my meat-lover sub.
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The scene is a mostly takeout sandwich shop kind of like Subway. Your order is taken at the counter, and the sandwich is made while you watch. It is difficult for an order to get messed up unless neither party is paying attention. While I admit that from time to time I mumble, and, having been raised in the South, my drawl is not understandable by some, I generally have no trouble communicating with the vast majority of people that I speak with.
So you can imagine my surprise and consternation when, one afternoon:
Me :"I'd like a plain number three, white, end piece preferred, no cheese. And BBQ chips. To go."
Clerk : (grabs a wheat roll) "Number three?"
Me : "Yeah. Plain."
Clerk : (holding a wheat roll) "What size?"
Me : "That's on white, please. Large."
Clerk : (cutting off a small piece of the wheat roll) "Ok."
Me : "Uhhh...I want that on white. End piece if you got it. And a large."
Clerk : "Oh...yeah...sorry. What size?"
Me : "Large."
Clerk : (grabbing a white roll -- with an uncut end still attached) "Ok."
Me : "End piece is preferred."
Clerk : (cutting off a small piece from the roll which is just barely long enough to qualify for a large sandwich, resulting in two pieces of the roll: a small-sized piece and a piece that is only about half as long as the small size although it is the end piece of the original whole roll) "Hmm."
Me : "That's large, please. Large."
Clerk : "Huh?"
Me : "I want a large number three."
Clerk : "Oh...yeah...sorry." (looks at the two pieces of bread on the counter in front of him, confused) "You said you wanted an end piece?"
Me : "Yeah. End piece is OK. Not required. Picky teenage daughter."
Clerk : (horizontally slices the smaller-than-small-sized piece of white roll -- the piece that has the end on it) "Ok."
Me : "Uh. Excuse me. I want a large number three."
Clerk : "I thought you wanted the end piece."
Me : "I want a large number three. Plain. The end piece is OK, but it is not required."
Clerk : (continues to make the sandwich on the less-than-small-sized end piece) "Ok."
Me : "Uh. Excuse me again. That's a large number three, please."
Clerk : "I thought you wanted the end piece."
Me : "I want a large number three, plain. Forget about the end piece, OK?"
Clerk : "What do I do with this?"
Me : "What do you do with what?"
Clerk : "What do I do with this end piece?"
Me : "Push it aside. Get a fresh roll of white bread, OK? I want a LARGE number three."
Clerk : "Oh...yeah."
Me: "Picky teenage daughter. She has to have a large, plain sandwich."
Clerk : (cuts off a large sized piece from a fresh, whole white roll) "That's a large, right?"
Me : "Yes. Large. You got it."
Clerk : "Number three?"
Me : "Yeah. Plain."
Clerk: "What kind of cheese?"
Me : "That's plain."
Clerk : "What kind of cheese do you want on it?"
Me : "I want it plain, please."
Clerk : "What is that?"
Me : "What is what?"
Clerk : "What is plain?"
Me : "I want a large number three, plain."
Clerk : "What do you mean, plain?"
Me : "Yes, plain."
Clerk : "What do you mean, plain?"
Me : "Just a number three. Plain. Absolutely plain."
Clerk : "I dunno know what you mean."
Me : "I want a large number three, absolutely plain."
Clerk : "I don't think we have that."
Me : "You can't make a plain sandwich? I order them here all the time!"
Clerk : "What do you mean, plain? We don't have plains."
Note that, at this point, the other customers at the counter are visibly amused, one even chuckling out loud. I look at them, and get "What a moron!" looks from them, so I know it's not just me. The other clerks appear curious about why a customer is raising his voice, but they still appear unaware that anything odd is going on.
Me : "I want a LARGE number THREE, absolutely PLAIN. Can you make one of those for me?"
Clerk : (visibly irritated) "I dunno. What do you mean, plain?"
Me : "PLAIN! Nothing on it!"
Clerk : "Nothing? Just the bread?"
Me : "No. Just a plain number three. Nothing on it at all. No--"
Clerk : (interrupting) "What kind of cheese?"
Me : "No cheese at all! Plain!"
Clerk : (walks away from his station and talks to the manager) "I can't do this."
Manager : "What's wrong?"
Clerk : "He won't tell me what kind of cheese he wants."
Me : "Can I speak to a manager?"
Manager: "Is there a problem?"
Me : "I'm just trying to get a sandwich made."
Clerk : "He keeps talking about some kind of airplane or something."
Manager: "Airplane? What's his order?"
Clerk : "A large number three airplane...or plane...I dunno what he wants me to do."
Manager: "What did you order?"
Me : "I'd like a number three, plain, on white, preferrably an end piece...no cheese. BBQ potato chips. To go."
Manager: "What was the problem?"
Me : "I have no idea, but it appears from what he said to you that he doesn't know what the word 'plain' means."
Manager : "Well, we'll get you taken care of."
I am English and drink hot tea as opposed to coffee. My husband and I visited a fast food restaurant in America, and I asked a waitress if they had any hot tea.
Me: "Do you have hot tea?"
Her: "Well, it is not very warm...but...."
Me: "No I mean do you have hot water and a tea bag?"
Her: "Yes."
Me: "So you can make me hot tea."
Her: "Well I can put a cup of iced tea in the microwave for you."
Me: "No, just give me a cup of hot water and a tea bag, and I will make my own."
Her: "Do you want ice in the cup?"
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Once when I went to McDonald's, I saw on the menu that you could have an order of 6, 9 or 12 Chicken McNuggets. I asked for a half dozen nuggets.
"We don't have half dozen nuggets," said the teenager at the counter.
"You don't?" I replied.
"We only have six, nine, or twelve," was the reply.
"So I can't order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?"
"That's right."
So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets.
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I overheard the following conversation at a Friendly's restaurant:
Girl: "Boy, I'm really parched."
Boy: "Yeah, I'm full too!"
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A pizza-and-sub takeout recently opened near me. When I got the menu, I decided that I would try the hamburger sub that was listed, so I called.
Me: "I'd like to place an order for pickup."
Him: "Certainly, sir. What would you like to have?"
Me: "I'd like the hamburger sub, please."
Him: "Excuse me, the HAMburger sub?"
Me: "Yes."
Him: "I'm sorry, but we don't have HAMburger."
Me: "It's right here on the menu."
Him: "We don't have HAMburger."
This went on a few times, until finally I asked for a cheeseburger sub without the cheese. He was happy to sell me that.
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I used to work at an Arby's. In the two years I worked there, the dumbest customer by far has been one that apparently never succeeded at first grade math.
Me: "That will be $12.69, please."
Him: "Ok. Here you go."
He handed me a $10 bill. Thinking that this was just a mistake, that maybe he meant to give me a $20,
I said:
Me: "This is a $10 bill."
Him: "Yeah, I know."
Me: "The total is $12.69."
Him: "I gave you a 10. That's enough."
Me: "I need $2.69 more. The total is $12.69."
Him: (annoyed) "It's all there! I gave you a 10!"
Me: "No. I need $2.69 more."
Him: "I gave you a 10!"
Me: "I know. The total is $12.69! I need another $2.69!"
This situation kept on going for a good four or five minutes, when something really wrong happened. I just had him on the verge of giving me a $50 bill, when a manager changed the price to make it less than $10. After I told the customer that, he said:
Him: "Darn kids don't know how to do math these days."
I suppose the moral of the story is act dumb, even if you aren't, and rewards will follow.
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One day, this lady brought in an Arby-Q sandwich because she didn't like it and she wanted her money back. That would be fine if it weren't for the fact that my Arby's stopped selling those a month ago, and that the sandwich was black and moldy. It was one of the grossest things I have ever seen in my life.
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Me: "I'd like a small coffee shake and nothing else."
Clerk: "Anything else?"
Me: "Uh...a cup?"
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This happened at a local fried chicken shack.
Customer: "I'll have a half dozen chicken nuggets."
Waitress: "I'm sorry, we don't have a half dozen. You can only order six, nine, or twelve."
Customer: "Well, ok, I'll have six then."
This has happened to me with two different people now.
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I had a craving for french fries one day, so I pulled up to the drive-thru of McDonald's.
Me: "I'd like a large french fries please."
Clerk: "Would you like fries with that?"
I got sort of confused at this one and told him no. He told me to pull ahead, so I did, and then he asked me why I was sitting there.
Clerk: "I thought you didn't want fries."
Me: "No, I ordered a large french fries."
Clerk: "Ok. Do you want fries with that?"
Since saying no the last time had gotten me nothing, I figured I'd better say yes this time.
He gave me two large fries.
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I went to a McDonald's in New York. My girlfriend and I didn't know what we wanted ahead of time, but when we got there we saw a sign for a special: "2 Big Macs, 2 large fries, and 2 drinks for $7.99."
Me: "Can I have the 2 Big Macs, 2 large fries special?"
Clerk: "Excuse me?"
Me: "Can I have the special on the sign up there?" (pointing to the sign)
Clerk: "What special?"
Me: "The 2 Big Macs special."
Clerk: "That's not a special. You just order 2 Big Macs and 2 fries and 2 drinks."
Me: "Will it cost $7.99?"
Clerk: "I don't know. Let me see."
She rung up the order, and it came to around $12.
Clerk: "That is how much it costs."
Me: "Then why does the sign say $7.99?"
Clerk: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Me: "The sign up there." (pointing to the sign again)
Clerk: "Let me get the manager."
The manager came over, and I was convinced I would be eating shortly.
Manager: "Can I help you?"
Me: "I just want to order the special that it see on the sign up there."
Manager: "There is no special at this time."
Me: "Then why does the sign say there is?"
Manager: "I don't know about that, but you can order two value meals and get the same thing."
Me: "But that will cost more than $7.99."
Manager: "That's right."
Me: "But what I want is what is on the sign up there." (pointing to the sign again)
The manager read the sign out loud, very slowly.
Manager: "The sign is wrong."
Me: "Well, if you are the manager, why don't you take it down?"
Manager: (angrily) "Excuse me?"
Me: "You are the manager, and you have signs in here that are wrong. You should take them down."
Manager: "Sir, why don't you leave my store."
Me: "What?"
Manager: "Leave my store before something happens."
Me: "What is going to happen?"
Manager: "Just get out of here."
We left, walked about five blocks to the next McDonald's. I ordered the same special without a problem.
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When I was in college, a couple of my friends and I went to a small town restaurant for a bite to eat one evening. I was in the mood for a ham and cheese omelette. Looking at the menu, there was a ham omelette listed and a cheese omelette listed, but no combination. So when the waitress came for the order, I asked about the combination.
Me: "I'd like a ham AND cheese omelette, please."
Her: "I...don't know. I'll have to ask the chef."
Me: "Uh...ok."
She left and returned a minute later.
Her: "The chef says he'll have to put eggs in it to hold it together!"
Me: (blank stare) "...Well, if he HAS to put eggs in it, that'll be ok!"
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I used to work at a Subway restaurant, and I found this happening quite often:
Me: "How can I help you?"
Customer: "I'd like a Club with everything."
So I start putting cheese on the bread.
Customer: "No cheese."
Me: "Ok."
So I start putting vegetables on the bread.
Customer: "No lettuce or pickles."
Me: "Ok."
Customer: "No olives."
Me: "Everything, right?"
Customer: "Yes."
Me: "Everything?"
Customer: "Everything."
Me: "Ok."
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Whenever I go to my local Subway, I find I constantly get either ingredients on my sub I didn't ask for, or a sub missing some ingredients I did ask for. I'm not that picky, so one day when I was in a rush I asked for a 6-inch meat-lovers with everything.
Clerk: "Do you want lettuce?"
Me: "Yeah, everything please."
Clerk: "Cheese?"
Me: "Yes, just put everything on it please."
Clerk: "Pickles?"
Me: "Yes, everything, the works, please."
This went on for every ingredient, getting more annoying with each step, until we reached the salt and pepper.
Clerk: "Salt?"
Me: (wanting to get going) "No, that's ok."
Salt goes on anyway.
Clerk: "Pepper?"
Me: "Yeah."
No pepper.
Finally the sub's rung up, and I rush out of the store. Half an hour later, start eating the sub and notice there's no meat on my meat-lover sub.
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The scene is a mostly takeout sandwich shop kind of like Subway. Your order is taken at the counter, and the sandwich is made while you watch. It is difficult for an order to get messed up unless neither party is paying attention. While I admit that from time to time I mumble, and, having been raised in the South, my drawl is not understandable by some, I generally have no trouble communicating with the vast majority of people that I speak with.
So you can imagine my surprise and consternation when, one afternoon:
Me :"I'd like a plain number three, white, end piece preferred, no cheese. And BBQ chips. To go."
Clerk : (grabs a wheat roll) "Number three?"
Me : "Yeah. Plain."
Clerk : (holding a wheat roll) "What size?"
Me : "That's on white, please. Large."
Clerk : (cutting off a small piece of the wheat roll) "Ok."
Me : "Uhhh...I want that on white. End piece if you got it. And a large."
Clerk : "Oh...yeah...sorry. What size?"
Me : "Large."
Clerk : (grabbing a white roll -- with an uncut end still attached) "Ok."
Me : "End piece is preferred."
Clerk : (cutting off a small piece from the roll which is just barely long enough to qualify for a large sandwich, resulting in two pieces of the roll: a small-sized piece and a piece that is only about half as long as the small size although it is the end piece of the original whole roll) "Hmm."
Me : "That's large, please. Large."
Clerk : "Huh?"
Me : "I want a large number three."
Clerk : "Oh...yeah...sorry." (looks at the two pieces of bread on the counter in front of him, confused) "You said you wanted an end piece?"
Me : "Yeah. End piece is OK. Not required. Picky teenage daughter."
Clerk : (horizontally slices the smaller-than-small-sized piece of white roll -- the piece that has the end on it) "Ok."
Me : "Uh. Excuse me. I want a large number three."
Clerk : "I thought you wanted the end piece."
Me : "I want a large number three. Plain. The end piece is OK, but it is not required."
Clerk : (continues to make the sandwich on the less-than-small-sized end piece) "Ok."
Me : "Uh. Excuse me again. That's a large number three, please."
Clerk : "I thought you wanted the end piece."
Me : "I want a large number three, plain. Forget about the end piece, OK?"
Clerk : "What do I do with this?"
Me : "What do you do with what?"
Clerk : "What do I do with this end piece?"
Me : "Push it aside. Get a fresh roll of white bread, OK? I want a LARGE number three."
Clerk : "Oh...yeah."
Me: "Picky teenage daughter. She has to have a large, plain sandwich."
Clerk : (cuts off a large sized piece from a fresh, whole white roll) "That's a large, right?"
Me : "Yes. Large. You got it."
Clerk : "Number three?"
Me : "Yeah. Plain."
Clerk: "What kind of cheese?"
Me : "That's plain."
Clerk : "What kind of cheese do you want on it?"
Me : "I want it plain, please."
Clerk : "What is that?"
Me : "What is what?"
Clerk : "What is plain?"
Me : "I want a large number three, plain."
Clerk : "What do you mean, plain?"
Me : "Yes, plain."
Clerk : "What do you mean, plain?"
Me : "Just a number three. Plain. Absolutely plain."
Clerk : "I dunno know what you mean."
Me : "I want a large number three, absolutely plain."
Clerk : "I don't think we have that."
Me : "You can't make a plain sandwich? I order them here all the time!"
Clerk : "What do you mean, plain? We don't have plains."
Note that, at this point, the other customers at the counter are visibly amused, one even chuckling out loud. I look at them, and get "What a moron!" looks from them, so I know it's not just me. The other clerks appear curious about why a customer is raising his voice, but they still appear unaware that anything odd is going on.
Me : "I want a LARGE number THREE, absolutely PLAIN. Can you make one of those for me?"
Clerk : (visibly irritated) "I dunno. What do you mean, plain?"
Me : "PLAIN! Nothing on it!"
Clerk : "Nothing? Just the bread?"
Me : "No. Just a plain number three. Nothing on it at all. No--"
Clerk : (interrupting) "What kind of cheese?"
Me : "No cheese at all! Plain!"
Clerk : (walks away from his station and talks to the manager) "I can't do this."
Manager : "What's wrong?"
Clerk : "He won't tell me what kind of cheese he wants."
Me : "Can I speak to a manager?"
Manager: "Is there a problem?"
Me : "I'm just trying to get a sandwich made."
Clerk : "He keeps talking about some kind of airplane or something."
Manager: "Airplane? What's his order?"
Clerk : "A large number three airplane...or plane...I dunno what he wants me to do."
Manager: "What did you order?"
Me : "I'd like a number three, plain, on white, preferrably an end piece...no cheese. BBQ potato chips. To go."
Manager: "What was the problem?"
Me : "I have no idea, but it appears from what he said to you that he doesn't know what the word 'plain' means."
Manager : "Well, we'll get you taken care of."
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