I got a job at a deli. I was in charge of the bagels and muffins. I worked there for about three weeks and I really liked the job. The people were nice and the customers were cool. But one day this weird looking guy came in, he looked like he just murdered someone and liked it. He comes up to my counter and says to me in a low voice, “I want a Thomas English Muffin with nooks but no crannies, if I see one cranny I’m going to jump over this counter and chop your pancreas out.” Right then and there I got up and quit. I don’t know what a pancreas does but I think having it in my body is a good idea.