WHAT A CARVER

I went to Boston Market today for lunch and the cashier, as I was hawing about which side item to order, interrupted me. "I'm sorry for the ignorant people," she said. I looked around and saw only two other people, an Asian father who couldn't speak English and his adult son, who could. I hadn't heard a word out of them. So I didn't know if she was calling them ignorant, or me, who lightheartedly said "damnit" when she told me, that at 2:01 I was too late for the lunch special. I just thought the whole thing was odd.