So I swing by Dunkin Donuts for lunch today, figuring that I will try one of their new "flatbread sandwiches". I see the offerings are Turkey/Bacon/Cheddar, Ham/Swiss, or Three Cheese.
"Could I get the Ham and Swiss sandwich please?" I ask. "Sure," says the nice Chinese lady, coming over to the register. "What kind you like?" "Ham and swiss," I repeat, thinking that she is just reconfirming my order. She pauses. "Yes but what kind sandwich you like?" "I'm sorry?" I ask now, generally confused. "Sandwich. What kind sandwich?" Now I'm thinking that maybe there's a choice of bread or something that I've missed. "What are my….choices?" I ask. At this point the Chinese man filling the donuts turns around and says, "We have three kinds sandwich. Turkey bacon, ham swiss, and three cheese." "Oh!" I say. "Ham and swiss." "Ham and swiss," he tells the lady. My fault for not being clear, I guess. Maybe, *maybe* giving her the benefit of the doubt, me saying "ham and swiss" sounds like "sandwich" and she thought I kept asking for a generic sandwich over and over again.[BlogEntry] What do you want from a company whose spokesman is a terrorist?
June 6th, 2008 | Family