Wednesday
Oct072009
What's the pirate's favorite restaurant?
Wednesday, October 7, 2009 at 06:08AM
I sometimes ponder upon the fact that I was given such a huge amount of intellectual capacity (not that I use it all the time, I do like to play dumb every so often) while others, well others couldn’t ruminate their way out of a corn maze in the middle of June. Think about it!
For instance just the other day I was visiting the local Arby’s when lo and behold a gaggle of giggling teenagers were deliberating on what to order. The problem arose that they were cash strapped adolescents and wanted to enjoy the 5 for 5 dollars roast beef sandwiches but they also wanted to spice it up a bit with some of Arby’s delicious melted cheese on their purchase.
Apparently the leader of this group, a young lady dressed in tights with Ugg boots (which yes I know that the previous description pretty much explains everything and the following information will be redundant but bear with me) couldn’t comprehend the fact that by adding cheddar cheese they were in essence getting the beef n cheddar sandwich that was 2 for 5 dollars (I believe but don’t quote me on that price) which the employee repeatedly tried to tell them was a completely different menu item. Instead of just asking for a side cup of cheddar cheese (which the employee tried to offer as an option) and going about their business of bumbling banality they took up precious time of the long line of customers that were waiting during the lunch hour rush.
I don’t necessarily have a problem with ineptitude of this proportion because I had nothing but time to spare and just watching the little rah-tarded gerbils spinning in the cages of these doddering dunces made for some interesting people watching, but I do feel for all the people that were on their lunch break and had to be held up in line because of the stupidity show that was center stage.
Maybe I am just too darn judgmental and should put some of the blame on Arby’s for making their menu so customer unfriendly and inflexible to the demands of the wants and whims of the population as a hole. Maybe you can even add cheddar to your regular roast beef sandwich at a predetermined price and the employee was the one in the wrong, but something about the look of this group of adolescent angst led me to the conclusion that they collectively they had about as much spark in their brains as a sack of dead batteries.
And if you haven't guessed it by now, the pirate's favorite restaurant is Argh-bees.
For instance just the other day I was visiting the local Arby’s when lo and behold a gaggle of giggling teenagers were deliberating on what to order. The problem arose that they were cash strapped adolescents and wanted to enjoy the 5 for 5 dollars roast beef sandwiches but they also wanted to spice it up a bit with some of Arby’s delicious melted cheese on their purchase.
Apparently the leader of this group, a young lady dressed in tights with Ugg boots (which yes I know that the previous description pretty much explains everything and the following information will be redundant but bear with me) couldn’t comprehend the fact that by adding cheddar cheese they were in essence getting the beef n cheddar sandwich that was 2 for 5 dollars (I believe but don’t quote me on that price) which the employee repeatedly tried to tell them was a completely different menu item. Instead of just asking for a side cup of cheddar cheese (which the employee tried to offer as an option) and going about their business of bumbling banality they took up precious time of the long line of customers that were waiting during the lunch hour rush.
I don’t necessarily have a problem with ineptitude of this proportion because I had nothing but time to spare and just watching the little rah-tarded gerbils spinning in the cages of these doddering dunces made for some interesting people watching, but I do feel for all the people that were on their lunch break and had to be held up in line because of the stupidity show that was center stage.
Maybe I am just too darn judgmental and should put some of the blame on Arby’s for making their menu so customer unfriendly and inflexible to the demands of the wants and whims of the population as a hole. Maybe you can even add cheddar to your regular roast beef sandwich at a predetermined price and the employee was the one in the wrong, but something about the look of this group of adolescent angst led me to the conclusion that they collectively they had about as much spark in their brains as a sack of dead batteries.
And if you haven't guessed it by now, the pirate's favorite restaurant is Argh-bees.
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