There seems to be a bit of a conspiracy afoot, and I am not sure I am entirely comfortable with it.
Yesterday I made my first post-op trip back to the cafe around the corner. I was not even planning on ordering "the usual" when the guy behind the counter said, "no more bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches for you". I gave him a quizzical look and he said my daughter had been in the day before to give them instructions.
