
Big Dawg and I were at Subway recently, plodding through the line like normal. The manager of the restaurant was working the register, and Little Ditz (a trainee) was working alongside her. There was a vendor off to the side refilling the big cabinet where they keep the bottled waters, teas, and energy drinks.

Vendor saw something that amused him. He turned to Manager and asked her, "What's the expiration date on these bottles of water, usually?"
Manager chuckled a bit and replied, "They generally give those a year."

This is where it got weird. Little Ditz's eyes bugged out like a fly in a bug zapper. Manager and Vendor were amused that some of the water bottles had sat there so long, but Little Ditz came at it from a whole different perspective. "Whooooaaaaa!!!...." she droned, clearly impressed that *anything* could last that long in a bottle.
Here's the exceptionally fun part. Remember my story about the Ditz at Subway who
kept trying to put my pizza in a carry-out sack that was too small? I'm 90% sure this was the same Ditz. A full month later, and Manager is still having to keep constant watch over her.
Insanity.
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