Fact. During college I worked at this pretty sweet coffee shop in Massachusetts’s Berkshires, one town over from where fancy actors congregate annually for a summer theater festival. I didn’t notice I was serving the dude from Dead Poets Society/That 70’s Show ‘til a coworker pointed it out. I remember guy ate everything except the black olive from the lil carrot-celery-olive decorative flair we’d always set up in the wrap baskets. I guess this was 7 years ago now.

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