Accidentally Angela

I am so excited! It’s our vacation and I am psyched up and ready to go! I wanted to drive but Boyfriend wouldn’t let me. I like to drive faster than him. So I am navigating. We’ll see how long that lasts! I wanna go!

Anyway, we decide to go to a drive thru for breakfast, drive in, order, pay and get food – fast, right? Weeellllll….not exactly boys and girls. Let me share our story…..

We pull in and wait for the second car in front of us to order, which takes a little longer than you would think, but not too bad. Then the car in front of us places its order, pretty quickly. Our turn! We want 2 biscuits, a coffee, an OJ and a cup of ice. How complicated is that, right? We see small water, hold the water, on the order screen for the cup of ice. No kidding here. Small water, hold the water? Real simple huh? Translation = small cup of ice. They read the rest of the order back to us and ask if it is correct. We move to the pay window.

When I was a teenager, I was a cashier at a local grocery store. Being able to make change was part of the job requirements. I had to be able to do a little math in my head. It took a few weeks but I caught on, and soon could have change figured out before my OLD register could. This was not a computerized model, uh-uh. It was the ancient hand crank kind. Really. No, thank you, I’m NOT that old, but the store I worked in was.

So, why do I digress down memory lane? We pull up to the pay window and Boyfriend doesn’t have exact change, so he gives the girl a twenty and change so she owes him a $13 and a nickel. She couldn’t do it. The nickle blew her mind. I don’t think you have to understand math concepts anymore to run a register. She had to go get more change (?) for him, and comes back shortly with the few dollars and a nickle. I think someone helped her figure it out.

So we finally got the change, and she apologizes for the delay, and I try to make a joke about the fact that the line hasn’t moved at all because of the second car in front of us. They still hadn’t got whatever they ordered, what was it? The whole frickin’ restaurant? I dunno. Boyfriend got my joke but she didn’t. Must have been a bad joke. We sit for another 10 minutes or so. Fast food huh?

Finally – really long time here – the second car has their order and we are 1 step closer to our food. I notice as they hand the bag of food to the car ahead of us that they also ordered OJ. Nothing unusual here as OJ is a breakfast standard, just normal stuff. Next I see that something must be wrong with their order. They call the lady at the window back, and a new bag of food appears. They drive away. Yay! Our turn!

We pull up for our turn at the delivery window. What do we get first? Drumroll please…….a small glass of ice water, with the water! Whaaaat? We also get the OJ and coffee. Boyfriend knocks on the drive through window to let the lady know we need help. She comes back, he tells her ice only please. She fixes it, and gives us straws and closes the window and disappears. We think she is getting our biscuits, but that’s not it folks. She comes back in 2 or 3 minutes and asks us what we want? Why are we still there? We look at each other and then at her and BF tells her we would like our biscuits please. She leaves and comes back again, this time with the manager, who also asks, why are we still there. Really. This happened. We’re going, Huh? Is this a prank? Is someone punking us? What do we want? I dunno. Maybe we want to get our food and leave. Which is what BF tells them, ‘We ordered a sausage egg and cheese and an egg and cheese biscuit. That’s all. We paid for them already.’ The window girl doesn’t remember she didn’t give us our food. Then it dawns on me. The first bag of food she gave the car in front of us was wrong. She must have given the biscuit part of our order to the car ahead of us. Wow. What can I say.

We finally do get two biscuits, but Boyfriend’s sausage and egg had no cheese. At this point we cut our losses. We have a vacation to start! Get me the heck outta Dodge please!

So, aren’t drive thru’s fun? I have had 3 meals screwed up this week alone. You probably have the same kinda stuff happen too. It’s really kinda miraculous when we do get what we order isn’t it? Hope you have better luck driving thru than we did. But that’s all in the past now. We’re at the BEACH! Later!

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