The sandwich was supposed to come with a pickle. On my way out I looked
in the bag and I didn't see a pickle. I went back to the counter and
politely smiled and said "Can I get a pickle, please." The woman at the
counter looked around furtively, then quickly handed me a pickle. When I
got home and unwrapped the sandwich there was a pickle inside. That's
why I didn't see the pickle before. Now I feel like a pickle mooch.
On top of that she (accidentally?, generously?) gave me two pickles. So I
feel extra guilty. Of course, I thought about going back and explaining
myself. And, of course, I did not. As I was eating the sandwich a
lightning storm arose outside. Also the price of the sandwich was $6.66.
