What a B-hole.

Everyone has met an a-hole. But only The Seaside Bagel Shop could produce a b-hole.

B-hole

'You want or not...?'

Customer in front of John

'...well you don't have much to choose from...'

B-hole

'Delivery is late. U want or not...go some place else.'

Customer in front of John

'Not very nice...'

B-hole

'Not very nice back at you...'

Customer leaves the store. B-hole turns to John.

'She says not very nice to me. So I say not very nice to her. Go some place else.'

John

'Ummmm. I'll have the poppy seed. Then I can look like I have cavities in my front teeth.'

B-hole

'What you talking. No cavities. Cavities are not funny.'

B-hole

'You have nice teeth...thin surfer-boyman and blond...you from Norway?'

John

'Noooo. I'm an American.'

B-hole

'I'm an American too. You don't have to look like you be an American.'

John

'I agree...'

B-hole

'Good or you don't get bagels here.'

John

'I don't want to fight. I just want a good bagel...like they make in New York.'

B-hole

'I don't like New York. To much gibber, gibber. Speak English I say.'

John

'I don't care...'

B-hole

'Not you care. Me, me, me. Learn English. Be American or go some place else.'

John takes bagel.

'Thanks.'

B-hole

'You very nice.'

John as he is walking out.

'I was raised to be nice.'

B-hole

'I raised nice too. People don't like...go some place else.'

John

'See ya.'

Well, that was exhausting John thinks.