Interview of Janice:

Janice: "Sorry sir, we don't allow pictures to be taken in our store."

Me: "Oh, sorry, why?"

Janice: "I'm not sure, is there something I could help you with?"

At this point I must note that Janice looked VERY uncomfortable, and I had not combed my hair before I left the house.

Me: "If we go outside can I take your picture?"

Janice: "No. Is there something I could help you with?"

Me: "Yes, do you have many communist customers that shop here?"

Janice: "Excuse me?"

Me: "Do you have many communists that shop here? In particular a communist that may have bought some white bread, some wheat bread, and a bagel in the past two weeks?"

Janice: "Umm, I'm not sure.....do you want to talk to my manager?"

Me: "I don't think that will be necessary. Being in the bread making industry have you ever heard of a cult that throws bread on peoples front lawns?"

Janice: "A cult....I don't think so, no, I can't say that I have."

Me: "What about bagels?"

Note: At this point Janice looked visibly shaken and her manager whose name I didn't quite get came over, but I assure you he was VERY official looking.

Mystery Manager: "Can I help you sir?"(note: Mystery Manager's text will be in red because he is a big stinking communist.)

Me: "Yes, do you have many communist customers?"

Mystery Manager: "I don't think we do....what is this about?"

Me: "Have you ever heard of a fruity communist bread cult?"

Mystery Manager: "A communist bread cult?"

Me: "They throw bread on peoples lawns. I think it's some sort of sign like in Marked for death with Steven Seagal when they nail a cow tongue on that guys door and they tell him that he has been "Marked for Death"."

Mystery Manager: "Sir, if you aren't going to buy anything you are going to have to leave."

Me: "Do you have any bagels?"

Mystery Manager: "Yes they are right over there."

Me: "Did someone buy one of those in the past day or two?"

Janice: laughs out loud and is shot a dirty look from Mystery Manager.

Mystery Manager: "Sir, I'm afraid I am going to have to ask you to leave."

Me: "Fine, I'll go, but know this. I am watching you."

Mystery Manager: "O.K. great now you have to go."

Me: "Oh! One more thing."

Mystery Manager: "What!"

Me: "If we go outside can I take your pictures?"

Mystery Manager: "If you don't leave I will call the police."

Me: "O.K., I'm going...please don't strike me with your French bread!"

.....At this point I felt that a tactical retreat was my only option, so I left, but not without planting that seed in their heads that if they were up to something someone was now aware of it..er,.,I think. They were pretty convincing that they didn't know what I was talking about, so I decided to continue my search for answers at The Great American Bagel.

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