… and yet I must pay for ketchup

The other day we ended up at a fast food restaurant for dinner.  I guess my body is not the temple I thought it was.  Of course it took the children a while to make up their mind yet eventually the food was ordered, paid for and delivered.  Oddly enough the cashier added some candy to the tray, not a couple of pieces but two great handfuls.

Was the candy because of trying to create a link with the children? Customer Service?

Perhaps, but if you want ketchup with your meal you have to pay for each packet.

Paranoia

The unreasonable fear or irrational belief that other people are plotting to harm him or her.

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