While on vacation, we called in an order for some breakfast sandwiches to a little restaurant we like. When I went to pick up the order it wasn’t ready yet. While I was waiting, they shouted out that an order for Colin was ready. Nobody responded so they yelled it out again. “Colin! Colin!” I didn’t think anything of it, since my name is not Colin. Finally, since there were just a few of us waiting there, the cashier asked me if I was waiting for a called in order. So, yeah, apparently this place does not call you by name, they call everyone “Call In” which I thought was “Colin”. Next time I’ll know…
If your name really is Colin, you might not want to go to this place. It could get messy.
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