Following the “rules”: While visiting Solvang, California my wife and I entered a bakery. We were the only customers in the store. The person behind the counter said “May I help you?” but before we could respond, another person behind the counter, standing off to the side, uttered an “uh-hum”. A discussion then took place between the two. Finally, the first person turned to us and pointing to a ticket dispenser, said, “Sorry, sir, but you need to take a number.” We pulled a number – 93. We notice a sign above that says 87. “88” says the server behind the counter, “89,” “90,” “Isn’t this silly!?” adds the server. “91,” “92,” “93.” At this point my wife and I looked at each other, turned to the server and said “Sorry, we just lost our appetites, we’re going elsewhere.”