not what they mean by 30 minute delivery

[alenxa_classic]

First D&D session in a looooong time on Saturday. We played till 1 am, which used to be no sweat but is pretty late for some of us now. By the time we wrapped up the adventure, packed up our junk, and cleaned up some, it was closer to 2. And then we had to get home. All the caffeinated soda was in containers too big to fit in a cupholder, so we found a 24-hour drive-thru McDonald's so kelson could stay awake on the drive.

So he ordered a Mr Pibb. We pulled into the pickup lane behind another car, behind a mini-SUV. We saw the window people hand something to the people in the SUV and thought, OK, that's that, let's keep moving. But noooooo. The cars stayed put. A few minutes later, the SUV crew got another delivery. And another a few minutes later. I, being in the passenger seat, couldn't see this, and I wondered if the SUV had stalled, so I got out to take a look. Nope, not stalled. I got back in the car. Total time since placing order: ten minutes.

We figured out, eventually, that what was taking so long was a passel of McFlurries. Maybe the general lack of all-night ice-cream places makes McDonald's the place to go when the urge strikes at 2 am. The short-handed staff was making them, one at a time, and sending them out as they were finished. Ten minutes and several more deliveries post stall check, the SUV people handed back an empty french-fry container. Our jaws dropped. They had finished the fries while waiting for their damn McFlurries.

All in all, it took just over twenty minutes to get through the drive-thru line. And after all that, the soda was so watered down that Kelson attested to there being no perk-up factor in it whatsoever. We were not happy.

So after this wonderful experience, we finally, finally dropped off andrea_wot and arrived at home sweet home street. It was awfully dark, which I at first attributed to it being 3 am, with nobody awake to have lights on. Then I noticed the streetlights were out.....and the parking-lot lights in the complex.

Power outage! Thank goodness we keep a flashlight in the car. We made it up to the apartment, deduced from the adequate frostiness of the freezer that the outage hadn't been too prolonged, and got ready for bed. It was about 3:30 by this time, and we were pretty dead. But I, displaying perfect 3 am logic, was worried that maybe Edison would forget about us, or that it had been longer than we thought, and got up to call their service line. My cell phone was off; I tried to turn it on and got the "low battery" message. And just as it made the "feed me" noise, click click whummmm whir click.....the power came back on.

Absobloodylutely crazy night.

Comments

[katyakoshka.livejournal.com]

Wow. Nothing like narcissistic SUV-driving party jerks to hog a drive-thru lane. Ghaa.

[sekl.livejournal.com]

Baah. Whatever happened to asking drive-through long-waits to park along the side and wait for their orders to come out to the curb? Or is that too much of a security risk?

[maldis.livejournal.com]

There's a Jack-in-the-Box around the block from work where I sometimes drive thru in the morning when I haven't had time to stock up on breakfast foods and they always take forever to get my food. I guess they don't have the whole assembly line in gear non-peak hours.