So I am in the drive thru line at Wendy's today. I overhear from the car in front of me, "Small
fresh fries, I don't want any of the three day old stuff you have back there." My first thought: you just ordered small spit fries dude. Not that any fast food personnel would ever do such a thing, but I think they wish they could say something snarky back to him. "Well sir, I don't have any fresh fries or three day old ones, would you accept one and a half day old fries?"
Made me want to roll up on his bumper to see what kind of colorful language I could get out of him. I think the language would have a paisley tint to it.
Thank God I no longer work in fast food, or any kind of food for that matter.
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