Swiss Cheese

As I waited for the next item of my order at the deli to be filled, I heard the man next to me order 5 slices of Swiss cheese. This immediately brought a smile to my face, as I turned to look at him. He looks like a good sport. “One for each day of the week”, I said, with a firm nod of my head. “You’ve figured me out”, he said with a smile.

Now, I myself order ‘one third of a pound, OR LESS, of the least expensive honey ham and honey turkey’. This, in general, will last my family through the week. If it doesn’t make it through the week, then the emergency contingency plan of peanut butter and jelly is activated, or, in grave situations, chicken salad sandwiches made with canned chicken. For cheese, though, I get 2 pounds fully, of the least expensive, of course. With 2 boys, and the longer life of cheese as compared with the meat, we never waste the cheese.

Back to this man. I am trying to figure him out. He more than likely is single with no children. He probably has a job to fund groceries with as well as to pack a lunch for. He does not like to waste food, or has a tight budget, or a little of both. And, he doesn’t like to snack on Swiss cheese.

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About robin swetz

I am a creative writer that enjoys the simple things in life. I really connect with humor and really like making observations and writing about them with an overlay of humor. Its what makes my world go around.,
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