<rant>
So I'm hungry and want a quick bite to eat before watching leno tonight, so I leave at around 10:45 to go to Checkers that is about a mile from my place. I love their fries, and their burgers are pretty tastey as well. I wait in line for about 10 minutes once I get there, then place my order..."I'll take a large number four, ice tea to drink, and three chicken strips." Simple I'd think, a 1/4 lb burger, chicken strips, drink, fries....a monkey could do the job.
I pull around to the window (the one on the left...I can't reach far enough to get into the cheater line with my car), and am next in line for another 8 minutes or so before I am able to pay. Lady takes my card, swipes, hands me my drink, then asks me to pull around and wait. Bitch...give me the option next time if I want to wait, don't just take my money first.
So I wait....and finally I see the guy is coming out with my order. Looks like my lucky day, because he is carrying an extra milk shake....yay! Wait, where are my fries? WTF is this hot pocket looking thing in my bag? FUCK...wrong order. So I call the guy back over, and hand him back my free milk shake and the rest of the order, and ask for mine.
And I wait...
The guy comes back with a single bag (no consolation prize this time), and hands it to me. Of course I look into it at this point, and see a wrapped burger in the bag, and a small fry. WTF...where are my goddamn chicken strips and my large fry? Once again, I politely tell him I want the rest of my order. And so I wait afew more minutes again and he brings out another bag. I'm a head of the game this time, and check it while he is standing there...chicken strips are there, but not the large fry which is mostly what I wanted. So I send him back in.
And finally, I get my fries...I'm all set. As a rule, I don't eat in my car (say what you will, it's my car), and drive home. I start to spread everything out to eat, excited now because I was starving when I left and now it is time for Leno to come on. I eat my large fry, start on the chicken strips. Damn, they are all burnt to hell and basically inedible. Fine, I'll move on as I have enough food anyway. I go for my burger and IT IS A MOTHER FUCKING CHICKEN SANDWHICH!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!? WASN'T I PATIENT ENOUGH TO AT LEAST DESERVE THE RIGHT FOOD? ARE THEY THAT STUPID LATE NIGHT AT CHECKERS? They didn't fuck up the order once, but MULTIPLE times. Wouldn't you think that THEY would check it instead of me? Fuck...at least the fries are good....
</rant>
So I'm hungry and want a quick bite to eat before watching leno tonight, so I leave at around 10:45 to go to Checkers that is about a mile from my place. I love their fries, and their burgers are pretty tastey as well. I wait in line for about 10 minutes once I get there, then place my order..."I'll take a large number four, ice tea to drink, and three chicken strips." Simple I'd think, a 1/4 lb burger, chicken strips, drink, fries....a monkey could do the job.
I pull around to the window (the one on the left...I can't reach far enough to get into the cheater line with my car), and am next in line for another 8 minutes or so before I am able to pay. Lady takes my card, swipes, hands me my drink, then asks me to pull around and wait. Bitch...give me the option next time if I want to wait, don't just take my money first.
So I wait....and finally I see the guy is coming out with my order. Looks like my lucky day, because he is carrying an extra milk shake....yay! Wait, where are my fries? WTF is this hot pocket looking thing in my bag? FUCK...wrong order. So I call the guy back over, and hand him back my free milk shake and the rest of the order, and ask for mine.
And I wait...
The guy comes back with a single bag (no consolation prize this time), and hands it to me. Of course I look into it at this point, and see a wrapped burger in the bag, and a small fry. WTF...where are my goddamn chicken strips and my large fry? Once again, I politely tell him I want the rest of my order. And so I wait afew more minutes again and he brings out another bag. I'm a head of the game this time, and check it while he is standing there...chicken strips are there, but not the large fry which is mostly what I wanted. So I send him back in.
And finally, I get my fries...I'm all set. As a rule, I don't eat in my car (say what you will, it's my car), and drive home. I start to spread everything out to eat, excited now because I was starving when I left and now it is time for Leno to come on. I eat my large fry, start on the chicken strips. Damn, they are all burnt to hell and basically inedible. Fine, I'll move on as I have enough food anyway. I go for my burger and IT IS A MOTHER FUCKING CHICKEN SANDWHICH!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!? WASN'T I PATIENT ENOUGH TO AT LEAST DESERVE THE RIGHT FOOD? ARE THEY THAT STUPID LATE NIGHT AT CHECKERS? They didn't fuck up the order once, but MULTIPLE times. Wouldn't you think that THEY would check it instead of me? Fuck...at least the fries are good....
</rant>