Last night, on my way home from work, I stopped at the grocery store. By the time I got back to my car I realized how late it was, that I was REALLY hungry, and that if I went back to my apartment and then tried to cook it would be even later. Afraid that my stomach might actually start dissolving itself, I went to the combination Taco Bell and KFC near the grocery store and ordered a 5 buck box.
I’ve been in this restaurant several times. The guy behind the counter was saying “I’m waiting on original recipe”. They seem to regularly run out of original recipe, because I think this has been the scene every time I’ve been there. At any rate, the seating area was rapidly filling with people waiting on their chicken. Some of them were there when I walked in, and were still there when I left with my food, so I can see why they’d be a little annoyed at “fast food”, under the circumstances.
Anyhoo, one of the waiting customers was a nicely dressed, distinguished looking older gentleman. He asked, in a loud voice, “what’s going on back there? There are more of us out here than there are of you back there! Do you want some of us to come help?”
He looked around for encouragement/back up. A few people smiled, but the crowd was mostly silent. I know I wasn’t in the mood to get involved. I was just there to get something to eat, not to make the life of a bunch of minimum wage people even worse. He got quiet for a few minutes.
Then, just as he started a second “where’s our food?” shout, an older guy, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, walked in. As soon as distinguished guy stopped complaining, older guy said (in an equally loud voice), “you don’t wanna be messin’ with people who are preparing your food.”
Half the seating area, including me, burst out laughing.
Distinguished guy quit complaining.
All that wisdom for only 5 bucks, and I got to eat, too!