I had to work late today. So, of course, when kiddo asked me to pick something up on the way home, I asked, “what.” His answer, “real food.” In Melspeak, “real food” means not snack food, not healthy food, not food that has to be cooked. Fast food. Nine times out of 10 chicken. He has two go to’s for chicken. The Asian place and Chick-Fil-A. I don’t want to say that I’ve made it my life’s goal to never say thank you to the Chick-Fil-A person. But I did add it to my bucket list for them to say thank you to me at some point. So I turned it into a game. Every time I’m in the drive through, whenever they get to the end of the order and tell me to pull around, I always say something like “awesome” or “see you at the window!” Never “thank you.”
If you don’t know about Chick-Fil-A, their people always say, “my pleasure” whenever you say thank you. It’s really nice actually, but I am constantly looking for entertainment and since asking “can I pay with food stamps” is kind of old and outdated, I have upgraded to never saying thank you there. And I say things to try to get them to say “thank you” like, “you’re a rock star,” or “you’re the best” or “you’re the GOAT” or “You’re a dream maker.” I’ve run the gamut of compliments. Always disappointed that nobody will fall for my compliments and just say thank you.
Until today….
I ordered the chicken nugget meal. The guy says, ” absolutely” but it sounded like ab-so-loooot-ly. And then he asked what size fries. I said medium. He says absoloooootly, again. He asks what drink. I say vanilla shake. He says absolooootly. Then he tells me to pull to the window, and then I say, “absoloooootly.” And I hear him chuckle. I get to the window and the girl hands the bag out to me and before I can say anything she says “thank you!” To which I FINALLY get to reply… “my pleasure.” And it was my pleasure. Saying “my pleasure” actually gave me tons of pleasure. It wasn’t exactly like winning the 900 million dollar lottery, but it was a close second.
Needless to say, my bucket list item has been checked. It was my pleasure. And now I have to find some other way to entertain myself while ordering chicken for my kid.
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