Triangle Sandwich

the transcript of an actual conversation I had with marc as soon as I met him at the station yesterday. warning - this may only mean something to those who read the 'swiss toast' blog last year.

A: 'hi marc'

M: 'hi andy'

A: 'I need to get something to eat'

M: 'no problem, I have a triangle sandwich in the car'

A: 'a triangle sandwich?' (surprised)

M: 'yes, you know with three sides?' (confused why I don't know what a triangle is)

A: 'yes, but ...' (thinking of all kinds of nice swiss bread and not UK-style motorway service station sandwich)

M: 'you know, it's made with toast' (totally seriously, without irony)

A: 'toast?' (incredulous, deja vu feeling)

M: 'yes, toast'

A: 'and it's absolutely cold, white bread, cut in a triangle, in a plastic container.'

M: 'yes, I can get it from the car now'

A: 'a square, cut in two diagonally,'

M: 'I told you - it's a triangle sandwich. like you're used to, made out of toast!'

A: 'hold on, I'll just get a coffee'