(a love sonnet for Panera, based on Shakespeare's Sonnet 18. live blogged from Panera herself)

Shall I compare thee to a Starbucks or Qdoba?
Thou art less commercial and more relaxing to work in:
Rough winds do shake the wifi signals elsewhere,
And my unstaffed time hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is the monitor's screen dimm'd (if I try to sit outside);
And every 15 minutes or so I have another IM convo,
Leaving my latest Computer Based Training untrimm'd;
But thy eternal sandwichness shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that coffee thou purveyest;
Nor shall your jazzy music cease being played,
When in fairly short lines to order lunch thou growest:
So long as men can "work from home" or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this increases stock price for thee.