The day the egg went missing

So...this morning I treated myself to Dunkin Donuts. I ordered a medium coffee and ham + egg + cheese english muffin. I received my cup of goodness and the bag with the tasty breakfast inside. I got home and realized that the egg was missing. The bag was mysteriously light and I was kicking myself for not eating it upon arrival.

After a busy day of wedding business, I looked in my wallet and found the Dunkin receipt. I decided to give Amar a 'piece' of my mind because a 'piece' of my breakfast sandwich was missing. Fired up, I called the number on the receipt. After an awkward hello, I asked the gentleman on the other end if I had woken him up. I filled him in that protein was missing from my sandwich and his response was, "Is there a reason you waited this late to call me?" Um.....I don't know, sir, I have a life and calling to report an egg-snatching wasn't on the top of my list of things to do. Amar tells me that next time this happens to call immediately. Apparently I really put a damper on his evening because he has to go back and check security tapes to see what employee made the mistake. I didn't want him to mail an egg to my house but I was expected something....like....I don't know a free coffee. I asked what he planned on doing. He informed me that there was nothing he could do since I didn't call when it happened. I complimented him on his customer service skills and vowed to never go back to his store again. Man, did he mess with the wrong bridezilla.

Anyone reading this that loves Dunkin Donuts as much as I do.....this specific store was on Wade Green. You know what to do.