Taking Off and Landing

Having worked in retail for two years, I have a larger amount of sympathy for retail working conditions and, interestingly, large amounts of intolerance for crappy retail service. My thoughts are that if I can do it with a smile and a good attitude most of the time, so should you.

And, no, I don’t care that you work at Whataburger. Lady, all you’re doing is pushing some buttons at a register and putting salt in a bucket once in a while.

Do I sound calloused? It’s totally possible that she’s working a double shift, and that her kids are with her mom. It’s also probable that every lunch rush is equivalent to the Christmas season for every other brand of retail. For every exhausting day I had in book selling, she probably has nine. I mean, I didn’t cut it in the food service industry, mostly because I sucked at it.

But seriously…all I want to know is how much the sandwich is by itself.
Not the fries.
Not with the combo.
Just. The. Burger.

So, you’re telling me that it’s cheaper to order the whole meal, drink included, than it is to just order the burger and fry? Please tell me that the CEO of Whataburger is a dying man in need of an heir. With that kind of pricing logic, somebody’s looking to give away money for nothing.

Sans drink is a quarter more? Without drink is more expensive?

Those aren’t your eyes’ natural color, is it?

There’s nothing organic on this menu.

I should have just eaten lunch at the farm.

Green eyes aren’t working for you, by the way. At least not when you roll them at me.