Always another car.

I’m surprised I survived today. I was trapped in drive-thru for six hours, and we were short-staffed all day. It was strangely fun, especially when it was just the GM, Lili, and I. I’d wander back and forth between taking lobby orders, taking drive-thru orders, and handing out drive-thru orders. I’d say it was a good thing that we didn’t have enough line people today. If orders pile up on the table, I feel compelled to hand them out. I haven’t the coordination to take orders in my ear while people fumble for a full minute trying to find money, so I don’t bother. I have a system, as much as anybody else does. I always try to collect for the current car at the window after taking an order, so I can hand the food out as soon as I get it without actually saying anything.

I was in a good mood by the time Tracy came in at 5 PM to replace me, I was just tired. That ding noise in your ear when cars are there is strangely hypnotic. It was starting to put me to sleep. When Tracy asked for the headset, I couldn’t help but hug her. Ha ha. As I say, when I get tired, it’s like I’m drunk. And when I’m drunk, I get affectionate.

Just about all the customers today were pretty cheery, except for one guy that just seemed to be annoyed at the fact that we ask so many redundant questions. Sorry dude, but “That’s all” doesn’t always mean that’s all. We get lots of silly people who keep ordering after they say “that’s all”.

GM let me inhale some food on the house. (Cheesy beefy melt plus jap sauce and tomatoes. Try it.)

As much as I’d like to sit around in my undies for the rest of the night, I have things to do. I have to eat, and then visit Cliff ASAP, as he had his appendix removed recently.