Predictable?

Is it sad that when I call my favorite deli, they know me by what I order? (The prosciutto or mahi mahi, and a side of pickle! As my friend would say, NOM FUCKING NOM!) I feel like there was an episode or movie about this... wait. Oh... oh dear. It just came to me, but now I'm too embarrassed to say it. Aw hell with it... it was an episode of Sex and the City. Now before you go and bombard me with your lame to mediocre-at-best homosexual jokes, know that it comes on after F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and I was probably too lazy to turn off the TV because I was blogging. So yeah, suck on that one. Suck on it hard.