if you can read this, you're literate

i've told this story about a hundred times since it happened to me on thursday.

i should just post it, print it, and never have to tell this story again.

i had a craving for a hardee's hand-dipped cookie's and cream shake. delicious in my belly.

i wasn't too hungry, but it was lunch time, so i thought i'd just get a roast beef sandwich. slightly healthy for fast food, and that's what i wanted. that's exactly what i wanted.

so i got to the drive-through and started off my order, "can i get a roast beef and..."

"SIR!..."

i had been cut off.

interrupted.

"...WE HAVE NOT HAD ROAST BEEF FOR OVER TWO AND A HALF YEARS."

gut shot. that's how i describe it.

in that split second that it took for that guy to piss me off, i was confused as to why i was even angry.

not the point. the point is he was rude. and i didn't like it.

i said the first thing that came to mind.

"THANKS FOR BEING A JERK!"

and i turn my steering wheel to leave the drive-through.

that's when i hear, "YOU'RE WELCOME, THANK YOU!"

AHHH!

so, like the mature man i've grown into over 24 years, i smashed the gas and got out of there in a hurry.

here is a small list of things that lead up to my anger:

1. they didn't have the sandwich i wanted
2. the guy was rude
3. i never ended up getting my milk shake that was the whole purpose of going to hardee's!

then i got about a half a mile away and i had to add something to my list.

4. i thought of a good line (good, although extremely mean and unloving) that i could have used

it was this; "you've been working at hardee's for over two and a half years?"

that would have been my one line before i left the drive-through that would have made me feel better (and made for a different conversation with the man in the radio and consequently, a better story).

now, i know i shouldn't think of him in a negative way (the guy's a loser) for working at hardee's. i worked at a mcdonald's (for a few months in high school).

yeah, the old argument comes into play, "at least he's got a job!"

that's what i tell myself when i see the lady in her 40's delivering papers in my mom's neighborhood.

i guess i justify my negativity by this...

with an attitude like that, it's no wonder he's worked at hardee's "for over two and a half years."

...sir

Posted by erichapman on Saturday, April 15, 2006 at 3:25 AM | Permalink