The counter person at the bagel place just referred to a customer’s coffee order as a “twelve inch” instead of a “twelve ounce”.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
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The counter person at the bagel place just referred to a customer’s coffee order as a “twelve inch” instead of a “twelve ounce”.