Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Hot Dog Stand

Ed and Edna spotted the vendor’s cart on the side street.

“Two, please,” Ed said, salivating at the picture on the sign proclaiming Jesse’s Hot Dog Cart.

“Two what?” was the curt reply from Jesse. “King Deluxe? Max Fire? Cheesy Dog? Slaw Southerner?”

“Just two regular hot dogs,” Ed pleaded.

Jesse rattled off his list of specialties again as three hungry construction workers entered the line. Ed became flustered and hesitated.

“Move it or lose it,” Jesse said abruptly without ever making eye contact.

Edna remained calm as she took charge.

“We’d like to speak with someone in Customer Service.”