This past Sunday we decided to have hamburgers for dinner. Wendell was busy working on a project at home so I told him that I would go pick up the food. Now, normally when you go to McDonald's, especially if you’re bringing the food home to eat, you just go through the drive-through, right? Convenient, right? Right. Except . . . I have a small-kine problem . . . I totally pressure out talking to the speaker box thing. Therefore, I have to make sure that BEFORE I actually drive up to it, I have to know EXACTLY what I need to order.
Before leaving the house, I went online to check out the McDonald's menu. Two Angus hamburgers with bacon and cheese, one for Wendell and one for Landon, a double cheeseburger for Aunty and a cheeseburger for me. Two large fries and two small fries. Okay, I was all set. I got into my car and off I went.
As I neared the drive-through, I was surprised to see that there were no other cars ahead of me. I went directly to the ordering board. While I waited for the speaker box thing to come to life, I glanced up at the menu. I couldn't believe the words that appeared before me. One word in particular stood out . . . WHOPPER.
It was almost simultaneous . . . I heard, "Welcome to Burger King. May I take your order?" just as I realized that I was NOT AT McDonald's. O-M-G.
My words came slowly . . . "Um . . . yes . . . can . . . I . . . have . . . your . . . um . . . let's . . . see . . . I'd . . . like . . . I quickly scanned the board looking for words like HAMBURGER and BACON and CHEESE but only got confused with words like DOUBLE STACKER and VALUE MEAL and CHEDDAR STUFFED. "I . . . would . . . like . . . I . . . would . . . " I finally let out a big sigh and brought my stuttering to an end. I admitted to the box, "You know what, I'm sorry. I don't want anything. I'm at the wrong place." The box was silent. I drove forward.
The girl at the window spared me the embarrassment of having to talk to her. She faced her back to me as I drove by. Thank God! I pulled out and exited the lot. I drove a block further down and entered the McDonald's drive-through.
There was a line. But that was okay, because this time as I pulled up to the speaker box, I knew exactly what I wanted. I placed my order. I inched the car forward as the line moved slowly. I felt relieved . . . until I realized . . .
I FORGOT TO ORDER THE FRIES!!!!
13 comments:
You're too funny!
forgetting to order the fries is not as bad as ordering them and THEY forget to put them in!!!!
Grrr!
....have no fear; its just Gods way of telling you to eat more healthy :)
Hilarious!
Too funny! I like Burger King more than McDonalds.
lol OMG you so funny :)
You're soooo funny!
Thanks for sharing that!
OMG....made me laugh so hard, I was crying already !!
Hahaha, unfortunately Susan, it's all true.
I knooow Vicki. I hate when that happens.
I think you're probably right, Anon.
Mich, I so babooze yah!
Erick, if I could think fast we woulda had some Whoppers, but nooooooooo.
Kat, in retrospect it's funny to me, but at that time I was so stressing. I can't believe one box can do that to me.
LOL, thanks Dean!
Hahaha, glad you liked the story, Didi!!
I was thinking about you today when I was gonna get saimin at McD's drive thru since I was not feeling well but then in my delirium I drove straight home. Btw, I had time to read some of your previous posts, my favs are the food ones, but I did read a random one about when you flushed your panties down the toilet and had to tell your father in law why da toilet was flooded...I laughed so hard I had to walk away from the computer...then had to drink water and lie down until I recovered. That was pretty funny.
ho so many words...but sooo funny! you crack me up!
I TOLD THAT STORY, WAIBU!?! I don't remember sharing it. That was sooooo embarrassing. I considered lying to him, but was afraid the plumber was gonna snag the panty and then show it to my father in law and say, "Aha! Here's the culprit!"
Les, I was wondering if you were gonna make it through the whole thing. LOL!!
Ha ha ha ha ha! You're so cute!
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