I had a meeting this morning, which ran over into the afternoon. As a result, I had to run over to Burger King quickly to grab something to eat.
I stood there trying to figure out what to get and decided that I would order a Kids Meal. Quite frankly, those full-sized adult meals are just too much freakin’ food. The drinks are too sugary, so I have to add water to mine. And I will do just fine with a regular hamburger. No, I don’t want it super sized, thanks.
I’ve ordered Kids Meals plenty of times in the past, but that’s usually hassle-free in the drive-thru. This time, I had to order it in person. As I did, the guy tried to inform me that they had the sandwich I wanted in a combo. And I informed him that I didn’t want such a big meal. He then tries to convince me that a medium fry is not that big and holds up the container. Really, I’m fine. I know the Kids Meal is probably not typical, but that’s what I want. “Yeah,” he says, “it’s a little weird.” Then I say, “I’m not the only one I know who does this. I don’t want it for the toy. I want it for the portions. Those other meals are just way too much food for me.”
Finally, he gives in and I order my meal. It takes foreverrrrrr. Everyone who ordered their meal after me was gone and I was the last one standing there. I’m going to the sub place next time.