I Want Roast Beef
Mom and I had this little exchange in the Burger King drive- thru tonight: Mom: I want a roast beef sandwich. Me: They don't have roast beef. Employee: May I take your order? (I give her everyone else's order) Mom: I want a roast beef. Me: They don't have roast beef sandwiches. Mom: What kind do they have? Me: They got whoppers, whopper jrs., bacon whoppers, chicken, more chicken, and fish. (This is where I start to feel like Bubba from Forrest Gump) Mom (to the speaker): I want a combo. Employee: Uh... Mom: Just get me a combo, Lisa. Me: I'll take a #4 combo with a Coke. Employee: Does that complete your order? Me: Oh my gosh, I hope so. I think the employee who took our order must have enjoyed our exchange because we heard her giggling over the speaker, either that or she thought we were idiots. Maybe both.