I only wish I wanted to discuss something as esoteric as Pete Townshend’s Iron Man Soundtrack and the tune crooned by the late Nina Simone “Fast Food" but alas, no such luck. I am still just a caveman.
I don’t eat huge amounts of fast food but I admit I like some of it just fine, particularly Whataburger. The thing about Whataburger is, aside from clogging my arteries like the rest of ‘em, you have to wait. Good “fast” food; relatively long wait. If I wanted to wait I could go to a place that deserves to send me to an early grave, such as Fuddruckers. But once in a while, OK.
Yet tonight inconsiderate twits, not the evil fast food giants, commit the crime. I was in a rush to get back home to get medicine to my girlfriend and had already been to Walgreen’s. I ran by Jack-in-the-Box next door because I needed a fizzy drink for her and frankly, I was starving as we had skipped dinner for an early show and then never ate since she wasn’t feeling well and we left the show early.
So I arrive in the drive-through lane behind 3 other cars near midnight and figure, “oh well” and place my order within a couple of minutes. Twenty minutes later, I am still the third car in line and wondering what the hell is going on. Meanwhile, 5-6 more cars are now behind ME, probably wondering the same thing. I’m sure some of you are thinking, “Hey, if you choose to go through a drive-through for your cuisine, you deserve whatever you get” but I disagree. I recently wrote about deficiencies in customer service but I haven’t yet written my blog about how OTHER CUSTOMERS can ruin everything for you…and you KNOW they can.
When I finally got to the window I saw the lady had a cast on her arm and I immediately felt badly but I commented “well, I was going to ask for your manager because clearly you guys don’t have enough help to handle the workload and that isn’t fair to YOU or the customers.”
She apologized and informed me that there were only two people working but normally that is PLENTY, I just had the great fortune of getting behind…. not one…not two…. but THREE people who went through the drive through to get 5-6 meals. SNAP! Now I get it. Pinheads or Patriots?
Here’s some advice for you inconsiderate folks – and this is Round 2 tonight because I already left a nasty note for someone taking up two spaces in a crowded parking lot. IF YOU NEED A WHOLE BUNCH OF FOOD, DON’T USE THE DRIVE THROUGH. All it does is make EVERYONE behind you wait with NO ESCAPE. Of course, maybe you’re too stoned and hungry to think about anyone else. Let’s hope not.
What more is there to say but to start playing the “Real Men of Genius” theme? It’s simple: if you’re catering a small party and ordering the provisions through the drive-through, it isn’t going to work out very well for anyone. I realize the choices at midnight are limited but the dining room and the grocery are but a couple of options that don’t leave the rest of us trapped in claustrophobic inescapable “fast” food lines for an eternity. And we might not have to nominate you again for Moron of the Week.
And as for the rest of you, from the guy holding up the returns line to bring back 1/10th of a bottle of white wine at Costco which was “too bitter” (of course it appears to have been alcoholic enough to drink it anyway) to the guy arguing about the surcharge at Quiznos for extra meat because the sign didn’t tell you how much extra meat would be (you know who you are), I can only say…please for the love of God, ease on down the road.