"The gentleman at the counter was quite rude. He seemed annoyed that I didn’t know smoothies were only available after 7 a.m., and when I inquired about a cream-filled donut, he mentioned it would take an additional 5 minutes. I was hesitant to ask if I could wait. I asked for a maple bar, but they only had twists available. Not a huge deal, but when I asked for a chocolate bar, the look I received made me feel like if I didn’t quickly say “Oh, I apologize, a chocolate twist,” I would be added to a blacklist for life when it comes to buying donuts. I was too scared to inform him that I wanted a donut with chocolate sprinkles, as I would have been perfectly fine with any that had them. Instead, I feared telling Mr. Perfect that he gave me one with rainbow sprinkles. In his eyes, I must have somehow been at fault."
