Okay, to set the mood:
It's a rush. A big rush. In the end, we learn it was a $950 hour. Some resturaunts in the city are lucky to see $950 a day. I'm talking, cars are double-parked in front of the dumpsters busy.
Drive-through chirps. "Welcome to Fazoli's, how can I help you?"
"Welll... to start, I have two coupons for free kids meals" lol no, you have two coupons for 99¢ kids meals. strike one.
She hems and haws, and eventually places her order. This is it, to the best of my memory:
3 Kids Spaghettis with Meat Sauce
1 Kids Fettucini Alfredo
2 Chicken Broccoli Penne Bakes
2 Ultimate Samplers
1 Rigatoni Romano
1 Regular Fettucini Alfredo with Shrimp
2 Dozen Breadsticks
6 Turtle Cheesecakes
In the middle of a rush, she orders 4 Kids Meals and 6 Adult Entree's. And she knew full well that she was already getting 16 breadsticks with her order. She still wanted 24 more. AFTER her coupons, it was $45.66. Strike 2.
She pulls around, and I'm not trying to be mean, but there's two classes of overweight people I've noticed: Those who are just naturally heavy, and those who just eat too damn much. She was the latter. Seat all the way back, steering wheel tilted all the way up, and it was still digging a good 6" into her belly.
In the middle of this huge rush when everyone, including the regional manager, is getting fucked.... she pays with a $100.
I have to park her, obviously. Her order is taking so long, we end up parking 5 cars. We only have space to park 2 cars. Remember all the double-parked cars by the dumpsters? Yeah, they can't leave now, because the drive-through line is so backed up, both exits are blocked.
People in parked cars were obviously getting agitated, and were looking at me like I was ruining their nights. When I gave this woman her food (it took two trips... 7 bags total), they all stopped looking at me and looked at her.
One guy rolled down his window and yelled out... bless his heart... "Goddamn you fucking bitch, save some food for the rest of us!". I couldn't have said it any better myself.
I gave him a free cheesecake.
It's a rush. A big rush. In the end, we learn it was a $950 hour. Some resturaunts in the city are lucky to see $950 a day. I'm talking, cars are double-parked in front of the dumpsters busy.
Drive-through chirps. "Welcome to Fazoli's, how can I help you?"
"Welll... to start, I have two coupons for free kids meals" lol no, you have two coupons for 99¢ kids meals. strike one.
She hems and haws, and eventually places her order. This is it, to the best of my memory:
3 Kids Spaghettis with Meat Sauce
1 Kids Fettucini Alfredo
2 Chicken Broccoli Penne Bakes
2 Ultimate Samplers
1 Rigatoni Romano
1 Regular Fettucini Alfredo with Shrimp
2 Dozen Breadsticks
6 Turtle Cheesecakes
In the middle of a rush, she orders 4 Kids Meals and 6 Adult Entree's. And she knew full well that she was already getting 16 breadsticks with her order. She still wanted 24 more. AFTER her coupons, it was $45.66. Strike 2.
She pulls around, and I'm not trying to be mean, but there's two classes of overweight people I've noticed: Those who are just naturally heavy, and those who just eat too damn much. She was the latter. Seat all the way back, steering wheel tilted all the way up, and it was still digging a good 6" into her belly.
In the middle of this huge rush when everyone, including the regional manager, is getting fucked.... she pays with a $100.
I have to park her, obviously. Her order is taking so long, we end up parking 5 cars. We only have space to park 2 cars. Remember all the double-parked cars by the dumpsters? Yeah, they can't leave now, because the drive-through line is so backed up, both exits are blocked.
People in parked cars were obviously getting agitated, and were looking at me like I was ruining their nights. When I gave this woman her food (it took two trips... 7 bags total), they all stopped looking at me and looked at her.
One guy rolled down his window and yelled out... bless his heart... "Goddamn you fucking bitch, save some food for the rest of us!". I couldn't have said it any better myself.
I gave him a free cheesecake.
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