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My wife almost became an SC, but I managed to keep her on track.
The other night, we decide to have Long John Silver's for dinner (why? I don't know. I'm a masochist, I guess.). We order our food and pull up to the window. They take our money, give change and our drinks then head back. Below is a time line of comments using AP (after paying).
1Minute AP
Wife: I hope they aren't too long. I'm hungry.
Me: Me, too.
5 Min AP
Wife: What's taking so long?
Me: I don't know, Honey. Maybe they need to cook something fresh. I hope so anyway.
Wife: *Smirk*
10 Min AP
Wife: This is ridiculous.
Me: I know.
Wife: May I yell at them through the window.
Me: No, Honey. That won't help.
15 Min AP
Wife: Please?
Me: Honey, where do you work?
Wife: Huh? I work at (government agency). You know that.
Me: Yes. And do you like people yelling at you when you're just doing your job?
Wife: *sigh* No. I'm sorry, I'm just hungry.
Me: I know. Well here they are now.
We finally get our food and leave. As I suspected, they had to cook everything fresh. So it was all good (this time).
BONUS ROUND!
Last night my wife and I go to Arby's. We order and pull around. The manager is working the register. We pay and he gives us the drinks. What follows is FAIL.
Me-
Wife- The love of my life
Manager- Lost AND blind.
Big Guy- Savior of dinner!
Manager: So you have (wrong order 1)?
ME: No, I had (right order)
Manager: What? *pokes at register* So you didn't have (wrong order 2)?
Me:
No.
Manager: Just one moment. *pokes around, yells in the back* So, it wasn't (wrong order 1) or (wrong order 2)?
Me: No, neither one of those.
Big Guy: *comes from the back and looks below the window. Picks up a receipt and shows it to me* Sir, is this yours?
Me: *reads* Yes, that's it.
Big Guy: Okay. *to Manager* You must have deleted it.
Manager: What? it isn't (wrong order 1)?
Big Guy: No, that was the order before. But let's get this guy's order.
Manager: But what about this one?
Big Guy: Probably the next order. Let's get this guy's food.
Wife: *sotto voce* We're really going to need to check this to make sure they got it.
Me: *nod*
In the end, we got our food and the Big Guy gave us an apology for the time. We went home and enjoyed our roast beast
The other night, we decide to have Long John Silver's for dinner (why? I don't know. I'm a masochist, I guess.). We order our food and pull up to the window. They take our money, give change and our drinks then head back. Below is a time line of comments using AP (after paying).
1Minute AP
Wife: I hope they aren't too long. I'm hungry.
Me: Me, too.
5 Min AP
Wife: What's taking so long?
Me: I don't know, Honey. Maybe they need to cook something fresh. I hope so anyway.
Wife: *Smirk*
10 Min AP
Wife: This is ridiculous.
Me: I know.
Wife: May I yell at them through the window.
Me: No, Honey. That won't help.
15 Min AP
Wife: Please?
Me: Honey, where do you work?
Wife: Huh? I work at (government agency). You know that.
Me: Yes. And do you like people yelling at you when you're just doing your job?
Wife: *sigh* No. I'm sorry, I'm just hungry.
Me: I know. Well here they are now.
We finally get our food and leave. As I suspected, they had to cook everything fresh. So it was all good (this time).
BONUS ROUND!
Last night my wife and I go to Arby's. We order and pull around. The manager is working the register. We pay and he gives us the drinks. What follows is FAIL.
Me-
Wife- The love of my life
Manager- Lost AND blind.
Big Guy- Savior of dinner!
Manager: So you have (wrong order 1)?
ME: No, I had (right order)
Manager: What? *pokes at register* So you didn't have (wrong order 2)?
Me:
No. Manager: Just one moment. *pokes around, yells in the back* So, it wasn't (wrong order 1) or (wrong order 2)?
Me: No, neither one of those.
Big Guy: *comes from the back and looks below the window. Picks up a receipt and shows it to me* Sir, is this yours?
Me: *reads* Yes, that's it.
Big Guy: Okay. *to Manager* You must have deleted it.
Manager: What? it isn't (wrong order 1)?
Big Guy: No, that was the order before. But let's get this guy's order.
Manager: But what about this one?
Big Guy: Probably the next order. Let's get this guy's food.
Wife: *sotto voce* We're really going to need to check this to make sure they got it.
Me: *nod*
In the end, we got our food and the Big Guy gave us an apology for the time. We went home and enjoyed our roast beast
Well at least she said please.
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