"Panera, this is So-and-So."I proceeded to tell hubs this story when I called him from the car on our way to Panera. His response? Ya, we're not eating those two bread bowls she set aside. Really, I'm sure there's no spit in them! I laughed. They'd never do that.
"Hi, I was calling to see if you guys have any bread bowls?"
"Um, I was wanting to know if you guys have bread bowls." (At this point I feel like she's thinking I'm calling to ask her if her refrigerator is running...)
"Oh, ya, we've got... uh, four, I think. How many do you need?" (I think she thought I was wanting to purchase just the bread bowls. Like they were bagels or something.)
"I'm sorry, I was just calling because I've tried twice in two days at two different locations to get a bread bowl and they were out. I'm wondering if I come up there for lunch if you'll have bread bowls."
"Oh, ya, I think we've got plenty.... (trails off a bit)."
"Um, okay. Uh, thanks."
"When are you coming for lunch?"
"Huh? Oh, my husband and I will probably meet there around 12:30."
"Oh, 12:30. Okay. I'll go ahead and set two aside for you just in case."
Oh, well. It didn't matter. We got there, hubs ordered 2 broccoli-cheddar bread bowls and we were SET! I was so excited I devoured the crap out of that bread bowl. YUM!