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I’m at Chipotle and ask for a little bit of lettuce in my bowl.

The employee behind the counter chuckles and grabs a fist full of lettuce, smothering the rest of the ingredients with the crisp greens. They then grab another handful, and then another, until the bowl overflowing with lettuce. It falls onto the counter creating quite the mess. They take the tray of lettuce and dump the rest on. I can’t even see the bowl at this point. With a smirk they yell to the cooks in the back to get more lettuce. Rather quickly several bags are retrieved, and they too take their place a top the pile on the bowl. Soon the counter is full of lettuce. It’s falling into the other trays and into other customers’ food. It’s still not enough. They empty their entire inventory of lettuce, and I think this is the end. Just then I hear it—the unmistakable sound of a large truck—just as it bursts through the store front. People are screaming. Families are trying to escape with their children as it dumps tons shredded lettuce onto the helpless victims. The store is filled. Lettuce bursts from the windows on to the sidewalk and parking lot nearby. Just beneath all the cries or terror and poor souls buried alive I can make out the voice of the cashier saying, “That’ll be $11.67.”