eggs
over easy, hash browns,
bacon,
wheat toast
and orange juice, i
tell the waitress.
so you want the number
one, she says,
pointing at the menu
with a long
pink finger nail.
oh, and coffee, i tell her.
okay, she says,
so now
you want the number two.
umm.
i guess so,
oh and if you could put
a few pancakes
on the side as well.
angrily,
she crosses out what she's
written on her pad.
are you sure?
is that all you want?
yes, i tell, her, yes.
okay, she says.
one number four coming up.
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