I grabbed a slice before heading upstairs to meet D. to work on the paper, even though most of what I had to report was that I didn’t have much to report. I’ll never understand the rationale behind taking my order and then not taking my money right away and now there’s just this mass of people who haven’t paid all waiting in a rowdy crowd for one slice. Which slice is my slice? Thing needs to be service-designed.
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