There he goes again, off to get a Diet Snapple Lemon Iced Tea after ordering his sandwich. He must really like this deli, that guy. He’s here every other day getting the same sandwich: roast beef, swiss cheese, lettuce, mayo, salt and pepper. Sounds pretty tasty. But hold up, Miguel, what about the tomato? I wouldn’t want to forget to put the tomato on. Did he say anything about tomato… Yes! Yes he did. He said, “And please, Miguel, no tomato on the sandwich.”
It’s nice that he learned my name. So many customers here just call me “man” or “hey.” God, now that I think about it, I never took the time to learn his name. Shame on you, Miguel. Remember what your mom taught you all those years ago: being a good person takes more effort than just not being a bad person. You should ask his name next time he comes in and then write it down so you don’t forget.
So I guess no tomato on his sandwich. [Find out how something as insignificant as a delicious little red fruit can symbolize an embarrassing cultural legacy for some people. Keep Reading]