I am struck by the overly bright colours in this place. A neon red cashier flashes 13 over the half wall that divides us from the department store. I order the sandwich special, a clubhouse on multigrain. No regrets!
On the counter, a trio of orange coloured juices flow like fountains inside their acrylic cases. Under the force of a large white paddle, a blue slushy churns away inside its plastic chamber. Above the shiny white tiled kitchen sit two boxes glowing with violet coloured horizontal lights. I am intrigued by their purpose. Popping up in the back corner is a sunshine yellow balloon on a stick with "clearance, clearance, clearance" written on it.
Strapped to the wall in the centre of the room is a red fire extinguisher. Mustard and ketchup sit upside down in fat clear plastic bottles.
I am left with four toothpicks, one yellow, one blue and two hot pink.......D.
Blue Vector lamps hovered over the kitchen, threatening the lives of all winged creatures while orange and yellow slurpees bubbled nearby. Slush Puppie looked out at us from his perch above the soda pop dispensers.
Cage Fighter offered photography tips before he shuffled off, to be replaced by a dentally challenged MONTREAL fan sporting "Got Jesus?" on his sweatshirt. A two year old was placed in the "naughty corner". A group of employees crowded around a table, devouring dishes of the specialty pie and sharing gossip.
My order of the "ultimate grilled cheezzzzz" was a poor attempt to transform a classic sandwich into gourmet fare. The side salad was sliced and diced beyond recognition. Diet pepsi in a plastic container was over-priced and watered down.
Behind us, racks of comics and crossword books were displayed for teens and seniors. Over the steady buzz of conversation, a loud voice announced "Security camera on number five"......L.
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