The following story is true. It’s happened to me at least twice at every fast food place in Cold Lake. And it’s driving me nuts.
I enter the restaurant. There are 10 people mulling about in a crowd. There is no order, no organization, no line. Everyone’s just gathered around hoping that maybe, just maybe, they’ll be the next person that a clerk waves over. Maybe, if they just wait long enough, they’ll be chosen to be the next one to get a cheeseburger! Oh, the honour at being chosen! No honour, no order. Only chaos. I chose a place in the crowd that could easily be mistaken for the end of a line and a wait.