When I do my errands over in Sis-Town, The Pony likes me to bring home a Whopper. A Whopper medium combo with cheese, no pickle, no tomato, fries, and a Sprite. Burger King is on the way home. Of course I get myself a Whopper combo, no lettuce, fries, and a Diet Coke. That way I avoid going all the way into Hillmomba proper for a 44 oz Diet Coke. I can add bottled soda to the one I get at Burger King.
Let the record show that when you pull onto Burger King's
lot, the drive-thru is off to the right side. A little separate lane,
with curbs, leading up to the order box that is under a little roof
thingy. This set-up reminds me of a pinball machine. Like that narrow
channel at the right, where the steel ball shoots up along the side.
The great thing about Friday's Whopper was that nobody was ordering ahead of me! A little red sedan was pulling forward from the order box, rounding the curve to get in line to pay. OH MY GOSH! Don't get me started on Burger King's sanitary measures! They stick out a little clear plastic box, like you might have in the bottom of your refrigerator. That's for money or your card. Then they return it in the box with your receipt. Same thing at the next window, when picking up your food. They reach out that little clear plastic box, with your sodas in it. After you take them, you get your straws handed to you (in paper wrappers). Then the bag of food is put in the clear plastic box and poked through the window.
Anyhoo... I made the order, and pulled around to the line. WAIT A MINUTE! Shouldn't T-Hoe be behind that little red sedan? What's this white Ford truck doing here? How is that possible? The red car ordered. Then me. This fly in the ointment is gonna mess up the orders order! Huh. Maybe something wasn't right with his order. So White Truck came back to get it remedied. It's not like you can go inside these days. The dining area is closed. Drive-thru only.
We crept forward at a reasonable rate. There were five vehicles ahead of the little red sedan. Four. Three. Two. One. When the little red sedan was next to pay, the White Truck pulled out of line! Drove down the side of the building, then made a left across the front parking lot, and got in the line in the drive-thru lane to order. There were six cars ahead of him now.
Apparently, White Truck was not trying to cut line. Perhaps he was starving, pulled onto the lot, and took the quickest way to get in line, behind the little red sedan. You'd think he would have noticed that there was no menu. No speaker box to order. Maybe he thought he was supposed to order at the first window. Without even a menu!
Perhaps he was delirious from starvation. It WAS already 2:30. Kind of late for a normal person's lunch. Yet the drive-thru was full. So perhaps we're not very normal in Hillmomba.
4 comments:
The newly-built BK--right by my house--has two long lines all the time. That guy with a crown has quite a connection.
We're semi-caged rats right now. And rats are desperate. They'll do anything for some food.
Probably an honest mistake on his part, not realising he missed the ordering section.
By the way, I smell something. It's coming from some smoke. Smoke from a tour bus...
Oh, it's Willie Nelson. (Actually, I understand his bus smells like popcorn from outside, due to what fuel the bus uses, and it has a "different" smell inside the bus.)
Sioux,
This time, only one rat took the cheese!
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River,
Yes, he was probably distracted by his phone. I'm just surprised he waited so long in a line without a visible way to order. What was he going to pay for and pick up? Again, he was probably on his phone, creeping forward with the line, not noticing.
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Sioux,
I haven't heard that song in years, but within 30 minutes of that post automatically publishing, it came on T-Hoe's radio! Maybe Willie has found the fountain of youth. Or in his case, the smoke plume of youth...
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