What do you need church shoes for? Jesus wore sandals.

Well, maybe if he'd had better arch support, they wouldn't have caught him.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Ice Cold Conservative



Imagine my glee when I stumbled upon this fabulous website - www.thoseshirts.com. It's about time we let hippies know that they smell!

This is my favorite fun fact about terrorist: They enjoy blowing themselves up, and we enjoy blowing them up. You'd think we'd get along better.

ramblings by Whitey on 3:32 PM
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Tuesday, November 14, 2006

For A Limited Time Only

Once a year, for about three months, Burger King sells the tasty Italian Chicken sandwich. During this three month time period, massive amounts of my money are spent on this delicious sandwich. Combining my love of chicken and cheese together is the way to my heart. However, the staff, er...workers at BK make ordering such a challenge.

Pulling up in the drive-thru last week one day for lunch, I was the only car in line. Since no one offered to take my order after waiting for 2 minutes, I did the hello? thing into the speaker. "Wait a minute." After what seemed like forever, someone took my order, which was
the Italian chicken sandwich value meal with a Dr. Pepper.

Since my food orders are always special, I wait for the digital screen readout to confirm my meal. The last item was hard to read, but total was $5.55 - the same as last week. Ok, so this is the third week in a row I've dined on this item, what of it? I pull up, pay for my meal and wait. The waiting lasted so long that the drive thru line was wrapped around the building and evil stares are coming my way from the drivers behind me. I know this because I' always giving out the evil stares in line. I try to send them a it's not my fault message by constantly looking in the little window. You know, if I'm staring inside at them it wasn't because of my order, they're just slow.

Finally, rude drive-thru worker hands me my food. Knowing better than to drive off without checking my order, I notice a strange pod-shaped box in the bag. Upon further inspection, the pod is a 12 pack of chicken fries.

The rude drive-thru worker was watching my order inspection and made a face when I handed the bag back to her.

Me: I didn't order this.
Her: Yes you did.
Me: No, I ordered the Italian Chicken sandwich value meal.
Her: No you didn't. You ordered a number 9.
Me: Um, no. It was an Italian chicken.
Her: No it wasn't. I said, you want a number nine and you said yes.
Me: No.

She takes the bag back and starts bitching about me to the other employees. First she orders a number 9, now she wants an Italian. I heard her order the number 9.

Random fast food worker number 2 comes to the window trying to figure out why the line isn't moving.

RFFW: Whatcha waiting on?
DTW: Did you hear her order an Italian?
RFFW: Yes.
DTW: No you didn't. She ordered a number 9....I heard her.

Part of me wants to speak up and set the record straight, but somebody back there is fixing my food. If the sandwich doesn't have already have a non-food item or body fluid on it, it certainly will if I start arguing with DTW.

At this point, DTW is bitching about me to anyone who will listen, including customers inside. Someone finally brings me the damn sandwich.

This week, I decided to go inside to order, accomplishing two goals: avoiding rude drive-thru worker and ensuring non-food items aren't put on my sandwich. No problems with my order placing skills this time, however rude drive-thru worker is squawking at other customers again.

From the drive-thru speaker I hear, hello? RDTW barks into her mic, I told you to wait. Next, the customer proceeds to order food. I TOLD YOU TO WAIT! - screams RDTW.

How did this lady get hired? And how does she keep her job?

ramblings by Whitey on 10:22 PM
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Monday, November 13, 2006

Pine Fresh Carpets

The carpet at the office was freshly mopped this morning. Large Marge likes to take a cup of pine solution, dump it on the floor, then pass the mop over the wet spot. She does this in several locations throughout the hallway.

I'm not sure what this accomplishes other than creating several pine scented wet spots.

ramblings by Whitey on 11:18 PM
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