With 15 minutes to spare, agent Mike B dashed into Georgetown Bagelry to find a clustered group of patrons waiting eagerly at the counter.
We're they standing in line? Had they already been helped? he didn't know! But, his unparalleled confusion was demystified as workers behind the counter started chirping out "who's next!". It seemed that this courteous mish-mosh of people were systematically aware of who was next, and the burden quickly became his to know and understand the order.
As he got up to the counter, a kind faced lady wearing a baseball hat looked him in the eye and calmly asked what he'd want today. It was at that point he lifted the I phone 6 he was gripping tightly in his hand, screen pointed outward, and revealed a check in offer. But this was not like any check-in offer he had seen before. The screen read "a free sausage egg, and cheese sandwich." Was it a plot? Was it a ploy? Would they really give him a free breakfast sandwich, and before he could mutter uncertainties about the requisition, she quickly responded with a "And what bagel would you like it on." A grand relief swept over the agent, like his wrists just released of the tightened metal cuffs he was wearing. But this wasn't Dr. Robnotik's lair, this was Georgetown Bagelry, he had nothing to worry about... or did he!?
And as she began to move onto the next customer, Mike B. stopped her and requested a half a dozen bagels... everything flavored of course... and a pack of regular cream cheese to boot.
Caught off guard doesn't begin to describe the feeling the women had felt. As if pushed into another existence... she tried to muddle her surprise.
"oh ok.. "
He paid for the bagels, received them with due haste and then stuck around for his sandwich. And as a wind swept door opened into the small shop, people flooded in almost on cue to fill the swath of hungry carb loaders standing at the counter.
A few minutes passed and the 15 minutes he had quickly became 10... and then 8... and then the nervous agent reappeared to the women to inquire about the sandwich. Had it gotten lost in the shuffle? Was the wait the product of an overloaded and over exhausted kitchen? She called back to her team with a pointed tone.
"Hey, do we got that sausage, egg, and cheese on everything" Her voice without any quiver.
Within 35 seconds she pointed to the side and passed the agent a small bag, piping hot, and brimming with check-in offer.
He dashed out to his car and unveiled the concoction. The bagel: soft and coated on every single side with everything seeds. The egg and cheese melted into one another like long yearning lovers. The sausage was fresh and moist with fatty juiciness.
It was within 2 minutes that the sandwich became none, and the only evidence that remained was peppered seeds throughout the agents teeth.
He put his car in reverse, quickly lifted on the clutch, and pressed hard on the gas. A wrenching screech bellowed from the tires. Flicking it into first he thought, the 15 minute date was surely not going to be his last. read more