Ribs
I had a potentially never-ending conversation with a customer the other day in the drive-thru. (I really hate the "thru" spelling, but for some reason, I use it. It drives me crazy though.)
girl: Hi
Man: Hi! How are you?
girl: Great, how are you?
Man: Good, how are you?
girl: *blank stare* Um, good. *nervous laugh*
Nice huh. The weird thing is that he wasn't doing it to be funny. Don't ask me how I know that, but I could just tell. It was strange. Today, Rib-man came through. He's old and drives an big car, and NEVER orders at the designated place. He pulls around, verrryy slllooowwwlly, parks away from the window, and starts getting out his money. I have always wanted to just stand there and see what he'll pay for if I don't say anything. But I ask him, "What was your order?" and he looks at me blankly, with a slightly terrified/suspicious tinge, for about 5 seconds, then goes back to counting his money. Oookay. So then I have to prod him to give me his order, which usually consists of him saying "two ribs." He does it in a manner of tossing his head at me, like he's throwing me the words. He has his wife with him, who has also been counting money during this whole exchange. I then have to decipher if they want two rib sandwiches, or the rib meal, and then extra one for a dollar. If it's the latter, then I have to drag a drink out of him. Rib-man's wife tries and helps but I can't hear her. Ever. We finally reach an understanding, shaky as it may be, and I give him the total, which results in another blank/terrified/suspicious stare and then back to digging out money. Amazing! He pays for the meal, which means I have to hang out the window since they park so far away. It astounds me that from all that digging, he never pays the exact amount.
I was not alone in the pit today. I had a helper taking orders who loves to try and up-sale the customer. If they order a number 3, he will say, "would you like to upsize that?" 90% of the time, the answer is no. He's tenacious. I'm not that motivated. I figure if you want a large, you'll tell me (hopefully BEFORE I punch it in, see earlier post).
Question to ponder:
If when you order, you don't specify a drink, i.e., "I'd like a number 3," what are you expecting to get?
posted by girl @ 1:46 PM
5 Comments:
Do you have a steady stream of "The Economist"? I know that Mark, Leah, and I all subscribe. (We're, like, rich and stuff.) Mark is always talking like he is behind in reading his issues, so if you want my old copies, just let me know. I finish them within 1-2 weeks, so they'll never be more than a few weeks old. I just pitch them, so you would be doing good for the environment and stuff.
--gh
(I like how this should be an email, but I am sharing it with the world, or three other people at least).
I think the default drink has to be a Coke.
And how about that. Ol' blogger here won't let me sign with a picture. I'm sure that will make you smile.
And while I'm at it, let's go for two comments in a row. I was lookin' at BlackLineFish's blog, and I noticed that there's no link to yours. Wow. I was stunned. It seems like some rule of blog camaraderie has been violated.
Ok, I'm thru.
Er, I feel that I must correct Messr. Yaggleberry's assertion that there is a missing blog link to this wickedly delicious page. It has been there since week two of this blog (I think that is definitely in the first trimester, fully assisting in this blog's neonatal care.)
I don't really have permission to use the first name, so, uh, it is coded and stuff.
Obviously not a Tommy TuTone fan...
I am waiting for post #3 to add a link to the Saddu-cee's blog?
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Blacklinefish - Need you ask if I want your Economists? I love that magazine, more than I probably should. Us poor people can only dream of having subscriptions. Instead, we rummage through the magazines in our old office (remember that one, Steph? We can't ever forget where we came from) hoping to find an outdated copy. SO, yes, I would love them.
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