Today I went to Taco Bell. The manager was working the register. I asked her for a bag of chips, without the nacho cheese. Just a plain bag of chips. You would think I gave her a calculus problem by the way she just looked at me. The panic on her face. I felt sorry for her. "Just give me nachos. I'll be okay with cheese." She smiled and rang it up. A look of relief spread over her face.
She was the manager.