I picked up food for everyone in the office today. It was quite an ordeal, especially keeping the drinks from spilling in my truck… (you know.. if you they all drank water, it’d been easier on all of us, what with the water cooler in the office.. but, enough of my “pro water” sentiments..) It was cool, though, to be able to pick all of that up.
Cool, except it was all a complete pain.
Here is why. We went to El Pollo Loco. We had a HUGE order. It was lunch time.
Those things, in and of themselves, suck.
However, we tried to be cool. We tried to call the order in. When we called, they said they were too busy to take it over the phone. Okay, I can kind of understand that. So, I drove down there with two pages of food orders. I got there and, walked up to the counter (Yeah, real busy, eh?) and said, “Are you ready?!” in my typical Isaac manner.
The woman said, “Yes!”
I responded with, “Really? I’ve got a huge order. Can you handle it?”
“Yes”
Allright, let’s rock then. So I start reading her my order. From the first item, I can tell we’re going to have trouble. She seems to be new, she doesn’t understand the keypad well, she keeps interrupting me, and she DID NOT understand, “Do you have jalepenoes?” (Yes, forgive my typo. It’s too late to look up the proper spelling.). I’ll give her credit for her enthusiasm and I’ll kick the manager square in the rear for walking past several times and giving me dirty looks! Yeah, sorry, forgive me for coming and spending my money! Forgive me for dropping $50 dollars at your fast food establishment!
I doubt I really have a point, you you can figure it out yourself.