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 A man walked into a very expensive bakery shop where they specialized in making cakes to order.
"I'd like you to bake me a cake in the shape of the letter "S," he said. "Can you do that?"
"Why certainly!" said the baker. "We can make a cake in any shape at all. When would you like it to be ready.?"
"Have it ready by tomorrow at 3 o'clock, I'll call for it," said the man.
The next day at three o'clock, the man came in for his cake. The baker proudly displayed the cake he had made. It was shaped like the letter S and decorated beautifully.
"Oh!" cried the man. "That's all wrong! That's not what I want. You made it in the shape of a regular printed S. I wanted a graceful script S. That won't do at all!" "I'm terribly sorry you're so disappointed," said the baker. "We aim to please. I'll make you another cake at no extra charge. Don't worry."
[gbw]All right, then," said the man. "I'll be back at 6 o'clock for the cake. And this time I hope it's right."
At six o'clock the man came in. The baker brought in the new cake. He was all smiles. "Isn't this a beauty!' he exclaimed.
The man looked at the cake. His face lit up.
"That's perfect!" he said. "Just what I wanted."
"I'm delighted," said the baker. "Now tell me, sir, what kind of a box shall I put it in?"
"Oh, don't bother wrapping it up," said the man, "I'll eat it here."
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