[T.B. Yoits]

I used to go to a bakery that had three very pretty women working there. They might have been related; cousins if not sisters. They were beautiful but they were as dumb as a post. I'm not kidding either. It was shocking to interact with them. All their customers were painfully aware of it.

At best you could point at what you wanted and say how many. You couldn't ask for a dozen with half of something. Point to one thing and say six. Point to another and say six. Don't bother asking for anything customized or order anything for pickup later.

[MayflowerMadam]

” You couldn’t ask for a dozen with half of something. “

I suppose asking for a baker’s dozen would short circuit their puny brains?