Holy Shit! It's not rocket science.
I roll up to the speaker at the Horton's.
"Ya, I need two medium triple-triple's, a large double-double and two medium steeped tea with just milk."
I drive up to the window to pick up my order. I am alone in the car. Horton's Lady has the five cups ready to pass out the window.
"Would you like a tray with that?"
I give her my best 'are you on crack' face.
"Uh, no. You can just pour that directly into my lap."
I am pretty sure she hopes I find this under the rim.
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