Originally published at: https://boingboing.net/2017/11/03/sandwich-customer-puzzled-by-h.html
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“LETT” is the clue.
Yup. That’s when I said “hey, wait a minute…”
This could be a Hitchcock film. Like the 39 Steps.
Onion-choosing imperative is the only sane possibility. Combining mustard and lettuce is just too horrible to fathom.
Mustard must not come in contact with lettuce. Bad things could happen.
I like Tom but he needn’t pick an onion for me.
Groan! That is terrible.
MUST
NOT
LETT
TOM
PICK
NOSE
Or his butt.
“Man, if you gotta ask you’ll never know.”
– Louis Armstrong
And those were his dying words…
especially if he’s gonna get jalapeño face about it
When I was in college my roommate got a burger takeout that arrived without an actual burger patty. He stared at the two sandwich halves for a good, long time before looking up with a puzzled, hurt expression and asking, “what’s the message?”
they thought he was vegan? Hindu?
Anyone who has ever had a food prep job knows what this is all about!
A brief hunt in a dictionary tells me that “lett” is an old-fashioned term for someone of Latvian descent. Also, are we sure that says Onion? Looks like it says Union to me… I guess an expatriot working at that sandwich bar is planning a picket line somewhere…?
“handwritten message on wrapper”
HELP I AM BEING HELD CAPTIVE IN A SANDWICH FACTORY
DASHED
A
THOUSAND
KIM
uce
atoes
les
In my days as a wicked lad I’d duck into the local public house and, upon the score board for the darts, I would write in bold chalk…
I
IS
WE
TODD
ED