A few things that
pet the Earl's peeves the wrong way:
Your in for a treat. Prepare too have you're hair stand on end. Instead of writing out a list of things that bother the Earl, your instead going two read a story of a simple trip too the world's finest fast-food restaurant, Taco Bell.
It was a typical Wednesday evening when the Earl and family decided two opt out of economical and nutrition-friendly "cooking in" and instead feed our addiction for our drug, Taco Bell. The Earl has a biased (not bias *sigh*) affinity for Tex-mex vice authentic Mexican and so off we went. It was 7 o'clock.
Firstly, the Earl hit the drive thru and had too wait in line. This, depending on you're approximation two the menu, is actually an ideal situation as it affords the Earl time too gather the family's order in preparation for the clear, concise, and correct radio transmission too follow.
"Welcome too Taco Bell would you like two try one of our burritos today?" asked the radio transmission device in a sweet feminine tone.
The Earl's family order had yet too be determined and as such, the seemingly requisite response was relayed, "No thank you. The Earl needs a second."
"Order when your ready" replies the deep, third-party, masculine voice. Where did this guy come from? 0.3 seconds later the Earl realizes that the sweet feminine voice was simply a recording to lull one's self into a false sense of "this place cares."
With the order finalized and authenticated by the vehicle morale and support commander, the Earl is prepared two make the request. In one expeditious radio transmission, the Earl declares, "The Earl would like a bean burrito and mexican pizza, (*pause* so as too allow the high school dropout at the cash register time two gather their thoughts) a number one with a soft shell and a mountain dew, and finally to cheese roll-ups with a side of jalapeno sauce."
Much two the Earl's dismay, this is almost always followed with, "ok what did you want to drink with that number one?"
*sigh* "Mountain Dew"
"Did you want hard or soft tacos with that?"
Lord grant me strength. "Soft tacos please" -and grant them the skills requisite to work a register.
"Ok I've got a bean burrito, mexican pizza, a number one with soft tacos and a mountain dew, and too cheese roll-ups. Will that be all?"
This is not rocket surgery. How can they constantly forget..."and a side of jalapeno sauce."
"you want jalapenos?"
"no. the sauce. jalapeno sauce."
-11 month pregnant pause-
They always have trouble finding the jalapeno sauce at the register. It's under the "sauces" drop down menu. "It's under sauces."
-additional radio silence-
"ok, that'll be $14.39"
The Earl finally receives the order and the return leg home is almost inevitably concluded with "Babe, can you hand the Earl the jalapeno sauce?" What ensues is an all out search for the one little piece of heaven which makes the Taco Bell experience worth the trip.
"MISSING: jalapeno sauce, last seen at Taco Bell register awaiting to be placed in bag for customer who paid $.10 for it and now is two far away too care two make the trip back in retrieval."
Two sum it all up in a word: siiiiiiiiigh. But the Earl's addiction is worth the agony of stupidity. Again and again the Earl will venture forth and partake in sweet tex-mex indulgences.
This is the Earl. -and he thanks you.