Reasons why I didn’t like Chick-Fil-A:
1. I ordered weird things – like the grilled chicken cool wrap (‘cool wrap’ should have been my first clue)
2. I ordered weird things the second time I went
Why I was converted to Chick-Fil-A:
1. I stopped pretending that by ordering a wrap, it was healthy
2. My friend introduced me to the Cookies & Cream Milkshake
3. I tried the chicken nuggets
4. I tried the chicken nuggets with Chick-Fil-A sauce
Why I now have an obsession with Chick-Fil-A:
1. Chick-Fil-A sauce
2. They remember that Heidi and I like our Diet Coke large and with a lemon
3. The staff is always pleasant and friendly and everything is ‘their pleasure’
4. Waffle fries
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I have been converted now for about 6 months and have yet to be disappointed. I should have known that such a good thing couldn’t last forever and that every time I went couldn’t possibly be enjoyable. However, I never thought that. Well today my streak of ‘you can never go wrong with Chick-Fil-A’ ended.
There are 9 Chick-Fil-A restaurants currently in the Salt Lake Valley, and not one of them is near where I work. You would think this would deter me from visiting, but this doesn’t stop me—I’m devoted.
Today I convinced my co-worker that Chick-Fil-A was the perfect mid-week pick-me-up lunch we needed, instead of the Mexican food she was craving. So off we went. We made it there in record time: 15 minutes. We decided we would be dining in today as to enjoy our ‘off campus’ lunch as much as possible. We walk in and it is busy as usual but not overly crowded. We make our way to the counter where the pleasant man (or so I thought he was going to be pleasant) said "I can help the next guest." So up I stepped. I said "Hi i would like...."
He abruptly put his finger up and said, "Wait!!! Is this to stay or to go?"
Whoa, he kinda caught me off guard with the abrupt finger throw, "Uh to stay, and I would like..."
"Stop! Now, I can see you are in a hurry but I am going to need you to calm down, just calm down, everything is ok. Now, what is your name?"(At this point he throws both of his hands up in a circle motion and then out straight like an imaginary stop sign.)
"Um, Heather."
"Alright, Heather, now that we are calm what can I get for you?" (wow thank you for the permission to FINALLY order)
I place my order and pay and turn to walk over to grab a straw and napkins (which I thought since I had already ordered was the appropriate time to do such tasks) well, that was a big mistake.
"Heather! You need to get your drink first."
At this point, in my mind I’m thinking, ‘Listen buddy!! Say my name one more time... just put my drink on the tray and step away.’
Now I know you must be thinking: ‘I don’t really understand how this ruined the Chick-Fil-A experience for the day.’ Well, let me tell you. This man left me frazzled and who can eat delicious food and truly enjoy it when they are frazzled, not this girl. So even though the food was great, and the company was delightful, I didn't enjoy it like I had intended and that is how my Chick-Fil-A experience for the day was ruined.
It has now been almost 24 hours and I’m feeling very much like Meg Ryan in You’ve Got Mail when she says, “What happens to me when I'm provoked is that I get tongue-tied and my mind goes blank. Then I spend all night tossing and turning trying to figure out what I should have said. Nothing. Even now, days later, I can't figure it out."
And that is how it ends, I didn't have anything clever to say when it happened and even now, I can’t figure it out.
