Dunkin Donuts hates me and disapproves of my sandwich choice.

[suspectclass]

In fairness, they were very busy, and I'm clearly not the only person to order the sausage, egg and cheese breakfast sandwich. But someone else got my salsa bagel, and I got all the way to my office to find that I had a croissant. I did, in fact, get off at an early stop to get this treat. I did, in fact, nearly pee myself when I saw that they actually *had* a salsa bagel. I did, in fact, think excited thoughts all the way from Jackson to UIC/Halsted (only about 4 stops, but still). And then! Sacre bleu! Bastards.

Ok, so the croissant was pretty good. Fine. Shut up.