I went to a "new" drive through place today and ordered a fish sandwich. The sandwich was okay, but what was remarkable was the girl at the window. She was missing a front tooth (right central incisor, but it gave her a childish innocence that reminded me more of the Wendy's girl. I don't know why it struck me so odd, but it did. Perhaps I saw that so often in school with kids losing and gaining teeth in rapid succession.
Anyway ... they got my order right, no tartar sauce. The other sandwiches that were in the order got inflated with mayo. When I use the term inflated, I mean, taller from the layer (s) of gooey, nasty mayo. Yuck! I know that I once liked it, but oh my word! That was gross and more than I ever would put on a sandwich. Yuck!
-- from my pic caption of Monkeyjack at Burger King drive through:
Yo -- please get my order wrong.
I'll order the extra spicy and not get it. I'd also like you to disregard my request for no tartar sauce. Thanks!
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Carry out
Posted by Marcus at 8:40 PM
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