Fresh off the blocks and with shiny new floors, the slick wax makes standing a tense separation of left and right. Rough way to operate the toilets. Sliding about is as messy as splashing about. And nobody wants to splash about in other people's waste waters or sprinkle steam.
Tables are three quarters full. Afternoon is young, the establishment even younger. Bags and orders hit the counter one after the other and the hectic pace of normal burger chains takes this one by the left knee.
With a running truck and a running mind, a hapless bloke is out the door with order 23, not 24 and that spectator is out the blocks and through the lights.
What to do with the order left behind? Make a little sidebar with the registers. Manager is only a few steps away and quick to the situation. Way too quick and the head flies off at the lackey with no clue.
Bagging a courtesy extra meal thanks to the screams and policy over food, managerial admonishment of the staff becomes the lunchtime show. Big noise, large gestures and a redoubtable take on serving customers.
Shallow plot, one-dimensional characters and lacking drama beyond hysterics.

Taste of moving too fast - Guess the particular value meal
Three meals for the price of two, the self-esteem of a worker bee and a room full of eyeful diners. Rally's - Official NASCAR driv-thru and riding with the training wheels.
Wednesday, 19 March 2008
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