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Story about some atole
My family and I had a busy weekend so I decided to end it by treating them to some tamales and atole.
We usually go to a place where they already know us. The place usually opens late and only for about 4 to 5 hours, since everything runs out super quick.
This Sunday I went a little bit later than usual and asked for a couple tamales for each, and I always ask for one Lt of atole.
So there I was, I asked for my atole, and the lady who serves them told me "Lucky! That's our last one!"
Cue EB. She was right behind me in the line, and she goes "Oh! No no! Give it to me! I want that atole!"
The lady, who already knows me well, goes "Sorry miss, but the gentleman is before you and he got the last one."
EB then goes on a rant. "But I want that atole! Give it to me! Or give me another one!"
The lady, very patiently, continues "Sorry miss, that was really the last one, and the gentleman is in front of you in the line."
EB keeps her rant "But I want that atole! If you don't give me that atole, then there's no use in buying anything else"
"That's OK miss, I can't give you this atlle, this is for the gentleman already."
Then EB storms off the place all furious, and the lady just tells me "Don't worry, she's not a client anyway, I still would've given that to you if you were behind her, I was already getting it ready once I saw you arrive."
TLDR. EB storms off with no food because there was no more atole for her.
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