Hood’s “The Lost You” was blasting, and I was in a great mood when the cashier asked what I’d like.
“A large latte and a bagel with cream cheese.” I said.
“Which type of bagel?”
“Just a regular one”.
He grabbed the tongs and proceeded to grab a plain bagel, but stopped short and said “Uh, I’m sorry, I can’t tell which one is a ‘regular’ bagel.”
“One without blueberries or onions” I said. He starred blankly, so I added “a plain bagel”.
So, that was annoying, but after he rung me up he decided to bring it up again.
“I would have a hard time distinguishing a regular bagel from any other kind.” He said.
I couldn’t believe he was going to continue on this shit. “You mean it never occurred to you that I was asking for a plain bagel? You don’t think that the words “plain” and “regular” are somewhat close?”
“Nope. None of the bagels have ‘regular’ written on the signs.”
“None of them have a sign at all.”
“Well, I just wouldn’t know what a regular bagel was.”
Seriously, shut up. You know how comic book and music nerds get really high and mighty about petty music trivia? I never thought I’d meet a bagel snob.