As if being stuck overnight in the Miami airport wasn't bad enough, the next morning I came across this place. The breakfast line offered your basic breakfast options, including croissants, fried eggs, and pre-assembled sandwiches offering some combination of the previous two items plus meat.Me: Can I get just an egg sandwich?
Woman looks at pre-assembled sandwiches and says: No.
I ask again: Can I get that plain croissant and that fried egg as a sandwich.
Woman actually picks up a croissant and looks at eggs, then me: No.
I'm sure at this point my eyes were bulging: I'm sorry, I can't have that egg put on that croissant?
Woman just stares.
At this point, I'm fairly certain I swore, probably under my breath, not directly at the woman, and walked over to a nearby Nathan's Famous Hot Dogs, where the staff was more than willing to assemble an egg and cheese sandwich for me. I'm still uncertain as to whether the woman was a) institutionally numb or b) genuinely stupid. If it's the latter, I'm unconcerned. If it's the former, then it's a yellow card.
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