Hey, I'm Nayana. If you see a girl with dreadlocks sitting in the fifth row, center seat, at your theater... chew your popcorn quietly. And don't talk during the movie.
OK, now that we've got that straight, enjoy the bloggy goodness!
You've got nothing to worry about. When you walk in and they all call out your name like you're Norm in Cheers and then escort you to a private table with your name on a plaque and then they just automatically bring you "the usual", then you've got a problem.
I had the same thing happen to me in a pizza place I used to go to. I didn't go there for months after that, even though they had the best pepperoni I have ever tasted. I miss that place.
February 22, 2008 at 10:15 AM
Nah...just switch to a different McDonald's.
February 22, 2008 at 1:47 PM
You've got nothing to worry about. When you walk in and they all call out your name like you're Norm in Cheers and then escort you to a private table with your name on a plaque and then they just automatically bring you "the usual", then you've got a problem.
Or so I've heard.
February 22, 2008 at 2:06 PM
No "Norm!"s yet, but they do have my usual ready...
It's a catch-22, because it's nice that this McD's always has my order right... but I worry I eat too many McSkillet Burritos for my own good.
Oh, well.
February 22, 2008 at 2:19 PM
I had the same thing happen to me in a pizza place I used to go to. I didn't go there for months after that, even though they had the best pepperoni I have ever tasted. I miss that place.