Wednesday, March 25, 2009

All in the family

The day we figured out our favorite sandwich shop is run by a father/daughter team ("Hey, Dad! Can I get a reuben with onion rings, please?"), the husband and I wondered about the very happy young man who also wears an apron and carries lunches to waiting tables.

As the young man wiped clean the table next to ours, I asked, "So, are you also related to the cook?"
"Nah," he replied with a smile. "He can actually fire me."

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