I was feeling a bit hungry and decided to wander in to the local Burger King (If you don't have a Burger King, simply replace the name with the burger joint of your choice) to get a Cheeseburger.
I walk up to the young cashier and am promptly greeted in a monotone, just this side of dead voice, "Welcome to Burger King may I take your order?"
I felt like saying "No!" just to freak him out, but my stomach had other ideas.
Instead I reply, "Well, I certainly hope so young man;...
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