Dunkin pizza

I walked into a Dunkin Donuts shop, craving the sweet glory of freshly baked donuts. I asked for a dozen donuts, and the bored lady across the counter told me to pick out the donuts I wanted from the display. I chose pairs of delicious donuts, but was slightly miffed as their donut variety was lacking. I had gotten around to choosing 10 donuts when the lady pressured me to pay. I rudely pointed out that I hadn't chosen the full 12. The lady seemed disappointed that I was actually counting, throwing in the last two donuts and handing me the box. I opened the box to find that there weren't any donuts after all, just small, extremely greasy and cheese-infested slices of pizza. I then woke up extremely disappointed and craving donuts.