The car place called today. They wanted to know how, on a scale from one to ten (one being terrible, ten being fantastic), I would rate the service during my recent visit.
I quickly began the mental calculations:
For scheduling the appointment during their lunchtime;
For making me feel as if I’d done something wrong:
For making me spend 2 hours in the mall,
we’ll call it even
For forcing me to eat at the mall,
For the warm, toasty Portobello and Mozzarella Panini I had at Panera Bread Company,
For the calories in said sandwich,
For the fact that I actually purchased items at the Dollar Store
Minus 79. Yes, Ma'am, you heard correctly. MINUS 79.
“Seven,” I said out loud.
Hey, it was a really good sandwich.