Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Enough About Me, How Are YOU?

Last Tuesday, about noon, I climbed into my trusty van and made a run for the border. Not literally of course, but I hit the local Taco Bell. I don’t particularly love the food there, but with the limited number of eating establishments, sometimes it is better than eating at Sonic again.
Anyway, I pull up to the speaker at the drive-thru, set to give my standard order of one Chicken Gordita Supreme, an order of Nachos, and a medium Dr. Pepper, when the voice from the speaker comes on. It doesn’t thank me for choosing Taco Bell or even ask for my order. Instead, it asks: “How are you?”
This completely throws me off. I was ready to spit out my order, but now they changed the question and I have to totally regroup. Should I tell her about waking up late and coming to work without brushing my teeth? Would she be interested in knowing that for some reason I have cramps even though I am no where near “that time?” I’m at a loss. What kind of answer do they really expect to get? And who are they to think that of all the fast food chains, they can go out and change the format of a drive-thru order? I’m sure they are violating some kind of inter-restaurant regulation.
When I eat at Taco Bell, there are a few things that are always true:
1. I’m in a hurry.
2. I’m broke.
3. I’m hungry.
And I think that’s pretty much all they need to know. Can I have my Gordita now?