Snack Attack

When I go to a drive through, I expect NOT to be confronted with PEOPLE.  Minimum Contact is what I want! 

Yeah, yeah!  I know  . . .   we all complain about the bad communication, yelling at the speakers, getting the wrong order, yadda, yadda.    Well, I've grown up with that.  I'm used to it.  It's what I want. 

Yet, an interesting turn of events has been occurring at many MickyD's; particularly at rush hours.  

There they are, with their clipboard calc/machines and earphone headsets - standing there wayyyy before the menu.  Yeah, I've been there before, sure I'm probably going to order the same thing again, but what if I wanted to check out something new???    So, I'm stuck.  I roll down my window . . . order the same-old-same-old.  

Whatever. 

And I miss yelling.  It was therapeutic. 

"NO, I SAID NO CHEESE!  YES,  MAKE IT A HAMBURGER, BUT YOU DON'T HAVE IT IN A COMBO, ONLY AS A CHEESEBURGER COMBO, BUT PLEASE NO CHEESE!!"

Now where do I go to yell??

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