January 14th, 2008

krazy koati

All we ask is that you let us serve it your way

After a stop at the book store in the Sunday afternoon-to-evening I stopped at the Burger King where I'd expected it would be pretty quiet. Actually, there was a mob with a lot of orders, questions, and special orders, and the Burger King infrastructure was clearly teetering as the cashier tried directing staff about what they were supposed to do. This didn't bother me: I don't mind a reasonable wait for fast food.

The cashier apologized for how long it took to get to me, and I assured him, it's fine. I saw the crowd. I finally ordered, becoming maybe the first person this year to order the Big Fish meal, with onion rings. I probably should have ordered something normal, but, what the heck, the cooking staff probably needed the refresher in the obscure, unloved portions of the menu. The people ahead of me waiting for food came back with the sorts of questions that make a Whopper Junior With Cheese complicated, and my oddball order was slowing my meal delivery, so the cashier apologized again and I promised him that I really did not mind at all, and he delivered some extra Zesty Sauce for the onion rings.

One quirk of this Burger King is they bag everything, even if you're having here, which I don't like because it leaves me less sprawl for the onion rings. That was all right, as when they got my order together they gave me french fries instead. I decide not to add to the cashier's troubles and eat and linger, reading.

I was in my self-absorbed haze when the cashier came to me and said, ``We're actually closed, but because you were so polite, he's an order of fries for you.'' Oh! It's not the first time I was oblivious to the signs of a place closing, but in my defense, I had from living in Singapore forgotten the quaint American custom of being open shorter hours on Sunday for some reason. It's also, I believe, the first time I've been gently bribed with a ``yes, you're a nice patron but would you please leave so we can go home already?''

Trivia: French Emperor Napoleon III published in the French press, and urged the Sardinian press to publish, the last letter -- a call to Italian Unification -- of Felice Orsini, after Orsini tried to murder him. Source: The Struggle for Mastery in Europe, 1848 - 1918, A J P Taylor.

Currently Reading: The London Mob: Violence and Disorder in Eighteenth-Century England, Robert B Shoemaker.