My cupboards are completely bare because no one has done any serious grocery shopping in weeks. Therefore, this morning I could either eat the very last bowl of cereal in the house — or — I could stop for a bagel at Panera. I chose the bagel.

So I’m at Panera and I’ve ordered my bagel and the total comes to $0.99, to which I hand her a $1 bill. And do know what the Panera lady asked me? She asked me: “Would you like your penny back?”

Seriously?

I can’t even believe that she asked me such a stupid question. And it’s not even like Panera has a change cup next to the cash register for those who need a penny blah blah blah. I wanted my penny because it’s called change, and when you pay for something and there is change you expect it back.

Yes, it’s only a penny. However, that penny goes straight into The Pig when I get home.

The Pig is what my husband and daughter call this huge piggy bank that is painted to look like a cow that we bought in Cape Cod over 12 years ago. They feed The Pig like it’s starving! Sometimes they weigh The Pig to see how much it’s gained. Other times they empty The Pig, count up all of the change and then put it all back in. When does The Pig cash out? Right before we go on vacation.

Anyhow, not that it’s any of the Panera lady’s business that the penny has a purpose and I’d like it back, but seriously, since when did Panera start asking their customers if they’d like their change back?