I want a #8, regular size, with bbq sauce and lemonade! To go! $%@@*#!
Me (In Wendy's at 2pm, having missed my usual 11:30 lunch time due to meetings all morning): Hi - I'd like a #8, regular size, with lemonade and bbq sauce to go, please.
Moron behind the counter: Hi - can I help you?
Me: Umm... yes... I'd like a #8, with bbq sauce, lemonade, regular size, to go.
Moron: Is that for here or to go?
Me: That would be... to go.
Moron: Sauce?
Me: Oh... let's see... how about bbq.
Moron: Was that Coke or Diet Coke?
Me: Lemonade.
Moron: Do you want that all biggie-sized?
Me: Regular. Size.
Moron: That'll be $5.10.
After that painful exchange I was actually hoping he'd give me the wrong food because that'd just make my day. But I did get a #8, with lemonade, bbq sauce, regular size all in a nice paper bag. Lucky for him.
Comments
Too bad you weren't at McDonald's. You could've asked for your free smile. They LOVE that.
There's a reason why the average IQ is only 100....someone's gotta be on the other side of the curve.
Posted by Sarah on October 15, 2004 5:33 AM.