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Ok, here's the scenario. The fam and I are away on vacation. But it's not just us my in-laws are there as well. There are tons of adults and mad kids running around, not sure why I agreed but I did.
With so many people the nights last longer and the days come quicker. On one of these swiftly arriving mornings I go out to grab breakfast.
I have two options:
(1) I can go around and get orders from all 6 adults and 6 kids—knowing this will take approximately 2 hours; thereby rendering breakfast useless since it will be lunch time once I get out.
(2) Just head out, order a variety of food, bring it back and let everyone fight it out.
I go with option two. Not only is it less stressful for me but honestly; who doesn’t like to see people fight over food?!
I head out to McDonald’s alone to minimize any issues. I go inside to place my order and it was surprisingly empty for a weekend morning. I forget what I ordered exactly, but let’s just say I stuck to the Dollar Menu and I still ended up with about $45 worth of stuff. I’m talking biscuits, McMuffins, hash browns, juice the whole nine.
The young lady taking my order reads the order back to me. It takes her approximately 2 mins. to read finish it.
She asks the obligatory “Would you like anything else?”
I ponder the question for a second and reply “No, I think that’s enough.”
She then asks “Is that here or to go?”
Yes, you read that correctly…“Is that here or to go?”
I could not help but laugh, and heartily I might add. Granted I’m about 2 biscuits shy of 200lbs. but I’m a svelte 200lbs. And besides I wear it well. How dare she insult me by asking if I want to eat this right now or maybe eat it ALL later by myself? Perhaps she was hoping to watch me down it all and maybe go into a diabetic coma—I don’t know.
