A friend of mine worked at a bagel place. It was called “Bagels, Bagels, Bagels! And Guess What, More Bagels!” They sold chiefly bagels there. You could get any variety of bagel, and the array of fillings and accompaniments made the permutations almost endless.

But people came in sometimes bent on something other than a bagel.

“Can I get just some eggs?”

“We have eggs on a bagel...”

“You don't have just eggs?”

“There's bagel, any kind, with—”

Sigh. And I just rolled my eyes.

But I had the same problem. I ran in there once late in the afternoon looking for toner, an emergency. Can you believe it? They didn't have any.

“No toner!? But this is a bagel shop, isn't it?” Etc.