or On Listening to Your Boyfriend When He Tells You Not to Cuss Out the Burger King Worker.
Good evening. Tonight I have a quick little tale for you.
Tonight after running a few errands and taking a benadryl, I came to the conclusion that I was too tired to cook anything for dinner. I was quite hungry tho... so I did what any relatively unhealthy eater would do... Burger King to the rescue!!
I ordered a meatless Whopper meal and a sprite with no ice. Now, I've ordered that specific thing many-a-time in the past without incident so I didn't check the bag. That is, I didn't check the bag until I got home and sat down to eat my long awaited dinner. I open the whopper box and what do I find??? A big ole slab of meat! First I thought, "MAAAAN!!!!! That's gross!!!!!!!! Maybe I can just take it off... the dogs will really enjoy this." Then I looked at the bottom bun... it had soaked up meat juice... No dice on picking the meat off... Next I thought, "I'll just give it to my friend John," but he didn't respond to my text message... Lastly I mentioned the whole frustrating thing to Lamar, who calmly said, "Just take it back." So I got back in my car to drive back around the corner to BK (luckily they're like a mile from my house). On the ride, I was fussing and ranting about how I just wanted to eat and really wanted to yell at someone because the person that took my order put it in correctly- it was the one that made it that messed it up...
A few deep breaths later, I tell the BK cashier what happened and showed her my receipt. The graciously remade my sandwich and gave me some fresh fries as well.
Morals of the story: 1) Always check your order before leaving. ALWAYS. 2) Be kind to people, you may get free fries :)
So now, my belly's full and I'm rather happy about that. Thanks Lamar!