(I use to work in a deli at a grocery story. This story takes place there.)
Me: “How can I help you?”
Customer: “I want the extra cheap-a** ham.”
Me: “How thin do you want that?”
Customer: “Bible-paper thin.”
Me: “Um…ok?”
(It should be noted that slicing the “extra cheap-a** ham” too thin results not in ham, but in a ham-like paste)
Me: “Here you go.”
Customer: “You call that thin? You obviously aren’t a religious man, I can see.”
Me: “Ok…”
(I ended up giving him about $3.00 worth of ham paste and he walked away happy, so I guess it all worked out.)
