[Stage Notes:: Mmmm, lunch]
[iPod:: Minnie the Moocher | The Big Bad Voodoo Daddies]
I am a pretty good size guy. By that I mean, I am more teddy bear than I am ken doll. Apparently my lunch order was rather shocking to the guy at Burger King. The transaction went something like this:
MANY (That was his name?!): Welcome to BK what do you want?
ME: I'll have a #4 with cheese (That's a Junior Whopper meal)
MANY: Fries or Onion Rings?
ME: Salad.
MANY: What kind of dressing?
ME: None.
MANY: *Eyes pop out like Daffy Duck realizing Bugs had slipped him yet another stick of TNT*
I had no idea that eating salad without dressing was enough to stop a fast food employee dead in his tracks. Honestly would have thought it would take a lot more than that. Something like, 'I'll have four of the Quad Stackers and an extra large Diet Coke.' Go figure.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Bewilderment
Posted by Spartan Sojourner at 12:05 PM
Labels: People are Strange
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