I was at Dunkin’ Donuts the other day and saw something funny. Not only was it funny I see it a lot.
Somebody will order a dozen donuts. They’ll tell the person behind
the counter what types of donuts they want. When they get up to the
twelfth doughnut, they can’t make up their mind. They just stare at the
doughnuts and it takes them a minute to pick the last one.
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