Sometimes these lil rants just fall into my lap. Makes my writing easier, and my day, longer. I'll set the scene. Its lunch time, 12:40pm to be exact. Now, I know that I have probably cursed myself already because its way off the noon time, which means just about everyone is, or can be on their lunch. So as I walk into my closest establishment, Boston Market to be exact I see there's a line, I guesstimate about 7 people. As I walk through the door, I question turning around, but, I'm kinda of crazing something decent for lunch for once. So I proceed.
I get in there and take my place in line. Take my terminator like scan. Directly in front of me, the woman who is way too impatient to be here. In front of her, what appears to be a group of three, in front of them a woman who might actually be lost, and some people already with their order being taken. Thinking, OK, not so bad, we can do this. And here's what they all turn into. Now to prefrence this, as I was standing there, I looked at the menu, and had exactly what I wanted, and how to say it, before I moved an inch.
Now, onto the lost lady. She actually was lost, in this world. Like she might have actually been on the wrong continent. She gets to the person to order, and looks up, and asks what they have. Now look, I understand some people might not be able to read, might have bad eyes, whatever. But as soon as you walk in, there's a menu, right there. AT least look at the freakin pictures! So, she finally finishes her order, awesome. Onto the group.Now when they started, they were 3 deep, now as they begin to order, 2 others join the festivities.......................fuuuuuucckk yooou peeooooppple!!!! Not only that, but they order weird shit, its a chicken place, order something like that, ya bastards. So the lady in front of me, makes her order, no biggy, I get up there, bam bam bam, slide to the register. Lady who was in front of me is waiting, and has been for maybe 30 seconds, and already looks pissed. So I pay, and and stand there waiting for my "to go" order.
The Great Robb Spewak once said that if you are in a drive through, and they ask you to move up, don't. His thought is once you've moved out of the way, you are no longer relevant. No truer words have ever been spoken. So the guy at the register asks if I could move to the side, so he could check out the next guy. In my state of starvation, I said OK, and moved. Big mistake. I watched and counted as 6 people got their food, and payed, while I waited. Finally I did the slow walk to the register, and asked the guy if my stuff was ready. He almost got knocked out when he ask "you don't have your food yet". Are ya kidding buddy? Really? Are you asking me that? So when I said no, I watched as he turned to the "chef" (I use that turn loosely, very loosely) and she said something in Spanish that even I could not understand, and then proceeded to make my turkey sliders, in under 20 seconds. Robb, I messed up big as soon as I walked away.
I will take fault for not having my food because I walked away, leaving me totally defenseless. But for the 7, then 9 people, that took over 25 minutes to order and pay, then the next 6 that went after me, I say, you suck. All of you. I know its not like a fast food place, but as you wait, at least gather your thoughts as to what you want, so the wait is only for the good, not the ordering. I walked in, at 12:40pm, and walked out, at 1:10pm, with a to go order. I guess getting something that's not loaded with fat, is an impossible feat. In contrast, I went to a Wendys at noon one time, and literally was in and out in less than 2 minutes. I'm not shitting you.
I feel like if more people had even just a little bit more of a care for their fellow man, we would all be a little bit more happy. Maybe things would suck a little less if people were more human beings, than humans sucking. Yea, I know, doesn't make sense, but screw it, most my endings don't. Come on. Let's go drink till we can't feel feelings any more.
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