I wanted to buy a croissant

 So yesterday I was in the mood for a croissant, so I asked my mom if she'd go to Tim Horton's with me to go get one after work and hang out.

 

She agreed and we met at Tim's, wherein they had nine croissants upon getting there. My mom waited in line, where she was second in line, while I grabbed us a booth, as per usual.

 

So when she arrives at the booth she is holding a bag containing a savory pastry filled with cream cheese, and I ask what happened to the croissant.

 

Apparently the single woman in line ahead of her purchased all nine croissants and ran off into the gloomy Ontario sunset with them.

 

It was too absurd for me to be mad.